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OR, 


THE    KING'S   CRUISERS. 


A   THRILLING    TALE    OF    THE    SEA, 


JL. 


BY    HARRY    HAZELO 

AUTHOR  OF  "GALLANT  TOM,  OR  THE  PERILS  OP  THE  OCEAN,"  "THE  BRIGAND,  OB 

THE  MOUNTAIN   CHIEF,"  "THE  FLYING  ARTILLERIST,"  "YANKEE  JACK,  OR   THE  _ 

PERILS  OF  A  PRIVATEERSMAN,"  "THE   THREE   PIRATES,  OR  THE   CRUISE  OF 

THE   TORNADO,"  "THE   FLYING   YANKEE,"  "RED  KING,  OR   THE  CORSAIB 

CHIEFTAIN,"  "  SYLVIA  SEABURY,  OR  THE  YANKEES  IN   JAPAN,"  "  THE 

FLYING  DUTCHMAN,"  ."THE  DOOMED  SHIP,"  "JACK  JUNK,"  "HARRY 

HELM,"  "HARRY  TEMPEST,"  "SWEENY  TODD,"  " GALLOPING GUS," 

"THE   GOLD  SEEKERS,"   "RALPH  RUNNION,"    "OLD  PUT,  OR 

DAYS  OF  SEVENTY-SIX,"  "THE  YANKEE  MIDDY,"  "  VALDEZ, 

THE  PIRATE,"  "REBEL  BRIDE,"  "PIRATE'S  SON,"  ETC. 


I.    B.    PETEKSON    &    BROTHERS, 

306    CHESTNUT    STREET. 


?s 

A.  I  5"! 


THE 


REBEL  AND  THE  ROVER, 


CHAPTER  I. 

Tk«   Mysterious    Craft The    Pirates'.    Cemetery A    Heavi 

Corpse An  Interesting  Scene Cruisers  Descried The 

Bnrial  and  the  Inscription The  Young  Spy A  Shrewd 

Surmise- The  Rebel  and  the  Royalist's  Daughter A  Fa 
tal  Row Our  Hero  in  Trouble. 

"With  roomy  deck  and  guns  of  mighty  strength, 
Whose  low  lard  mouths  each  mountain  billow  laves, 
Deep  in  her  draught  and  warlike  in  her  length. 
She  seems  a  sea-wasp  flying  on  the  waters," 

IT  was  a  midsummer's  eve  of  the  year  A.  D.  1772.  (a  period  which 
will  be  perpetuated  in  the  annals  of  our  national  history, )  just  as  the 
sun  had  sunk  behind  the  loftiest  of  the  trio  of  hills,  oi  the  good  old 
town  of  Boston,  that  a  long,  rakish  clipper  built  schooner,  beautifully 
modelled,  of  about  one  hundred  arid  twenty  tons  burthen,  mounting  ten 
twelve  pound  carronades,  besides  a  long  eighteen  pounder,  ffjounted  on 
a  pivot  forward,  serving  as  a  bow-chaser,  and  another  of  twenty-four 
pound,  long  gun,  serving  as  a  stern-chaser,  was  descried  beating  up  the 
bay,  under  lull  sail,  against  a  freshly  blowing  southwest  breeze.  She 
carried  a  complement  of  sixty  men,  each  of  whom  appeared  to  be  armed 
with  a  cutlass,  or  a  brace  of  pistols.  Altogether  she  was  the  most 
mysterious  and  formidable  looking  craft  that  had  been  seen  in  our  waters 
for  many  a  year,  and  various  were  the  surmises  of  the  few  fishermen 
and  others  who  had  a  fair  view  of  her  as  she  stretched  across  from  shore 
to  shore.  Under  the  lee  of  a  bold  sand  bluff,  known  as  Long  Island 
Head,  she  tacked  and  held  her  course  for  Point  Shirley.  So  swifty  did 
the  craft  skim  over  the  light  billows,  1hat  she  seemed  indeed  'a  sea- 
wasp  flying  on  the  waves.  On  entering  the  narrow  channel  which 
divides  Deer  Island  from  Point  Shirley  she  gracefully  rounded  to,  and,  in 
an  incredibly  brief  space  of  time  was  moored  in  the  stream,  every  sail 
snugly  furled,  and  every  rope  neatlv  belayed,  on  the  simultaneous  action 


8  THE    REBEL    AXD    THE    ROYER. 

of  her  crew.  This  being  accomplished  several  of  the  crew  commenced 
holystoning  the  deck,  scraping  the  masts,  polishing  the  guns,  while 
others  were  employed  in  rigging  up  a  hoisting  tackle  over  the  main 
hatchway.  As  soon  as  the  latter  service  was  performed,  the  hatch  was 
opened,  the  fall  lowered,  and  in  a  few  moments  two  long,  rough  deal 
boxes  were  hoisted  upon  deck,  and  then  carefully  lowered  into  the 
schooner's  cutter,  which  had  been  brought  around  to  the  gangway  foi 
their  reception.  By  command  of  a  young  officer,  the  cutter  was  mann 
ed  by  twelve  oarsmen,  and  after  the  former  had  taken  his  position  in  the 
stern  of  the  boat,  she  put  off,  and  her  course  was  directed  towards  the 
northeasterly  part  of  the  island  before  mentioned. 

On  reaching  the  shore,  the  officer,  with  six  of  his  men,  ascended  an 
eminence  overlooking  the  broad  expanse  of  the  bay.  Here  they  halted, 
the  leader,  with  the  sheath  of  his  scimetar,  marked  out  a  narrow  strip 
of  earth  in  the  form  of  an  oblong  square,  when  the  men,  with  spades 
that  they  had  borne  thither  upon  their  shoulders,  commenced  digging 
within  the  prescribed  lines,  In  less  than  half  an  hour  they  had  ex 
cavated  the  earth  to  the  depth  of  seven  or  eight  feet. 

In  the  meantime,  the  other  half  of  the  cutter's  crew  had  borne  to  the 
spot  the  two  rude  coffins — dne  of  which  required  the  united  effort  of  six 
men,  while  the  other,  although  larger  in  its  dimensions,  was  borne  with 
comparative  ease  by  four  of  their  number.  With  strong  cords,  with 
which  they  were  provided,  the  heaviest  but  smallest  coffin  was  first 
lowered  into  the  hastily  made  grave,  and  after  a  layer  of  earth  was 
thrown  in,  the  larger  but  less  weighty  coffin  was  lowered  and  made  to 
cover  the  first. 

While  the  grave  was  being  filled,  the  leader  of  the  party  stojd  upon 
a  large  rock,  a  few  yards  distant,  surveying  the  ocean  with  a  glass.  It 
was  yet  twilight,  and  the  moon,  nearly  at  her  full,  shone  brightly  upon 
the  wavy  waters. 

"Be  lively  my  lads,"  shouted  the  young  man,  whose  gold-embroidered 
jacket,  scarlet  cap,  and  costly  trappings,  bespoke  him  an  officer  of  rank. 
He  was  quite  a  youth,  yet  of  commanding  and  prepossessing  appearance. 

A  thin,  Tight  moustache  curled  gracefully  over  his  well  formed  mouth, 
which  was  the  only  evidence  that  nature  had  given  him  a  beard. 

"Why  in  a  such  haste,  lieutenant?"  asked  a  gruff  voice.  "There'i 
time  enough  to  finish  the  job  of  stowing  away  the  old  man  decently  ; 

besides,  my  old  timbers  are  almost  sprung  with  hugging  the  d d 

heavy  corpses ! — That  first  one  was  a  reg'lar  back  breaker  !" 

"  Peace,  boatswain  !"  returned  the  young  officer  "There's  *  sail  in 
sight !" 

"One  o'  them  d d  lubberly  fishermen  we  overhauled  this  .norning!" 

suggested  the  boatswain. 

"  More  likely  one  of  the  king's  cruisers  in  search  of  us/  said  th* 
young  officer. 

"  One  of  the  king's  cruisers  !"  repeated  the  boatswain,  with  a  sneer  01 

contempt.  "The  king's  cruisers  be  d d  !  What  have  we  to  fear  from 

one  o'  the  king's  cruisers.  Why,  under  commander  Kidd,  I've  done  my 
thare  in  sending  two  of  'em  to  deep  soundings  !" 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROYER.       •  9 

"  Right,  Bossle  ;  and  a  like  thing  may  again  be  done  under  one 
equally  as  brave  and  as  strong  in  nerve,  as  even  the  polished  King  oi 
ihe  Freebooters,"  returned  the  lieutenant. 

"  Humph  !  the  youth's  well  enough  considering  his  lack  of  expe 
rience,"  grunted  the  boatswain ;  "but,  in  my  may  o'  thinking  hi  hasn't 
the  arm  to  strike  a  blow — the  voice  to  give  a  command — nor  the  pluck 

to  do  the  like  of  my  renowned  old  chief.     Ever  cursed  be  the   d d 

old  Englishmen  who  had  the  audacity  to  hang  so  bold  a  man  in  chaina, 
as  if  he  had  been  a  very  dog  I'1 

"  Wait,  Bossle,"  said  the  lieutenant ;  "you  haven't  yet  had  an  oppor 
tunity  of  seeing  the  mettle  of  our  new  chief  put  to  the  test.1' 

"  Old  Nick'll  send  him  a  chance  to  display  his  courage  soon  enough, 
I  warrant  you.  I  never  knew  an  independent  jover  promoted  to  the  first 
command  without  a  battle  within  forty-eight  hours  afterwards  !" 

"  Then  it  is  high  time  our  job  was  finished,  and  we  aboard  to  make 
preparations,''  replied  the  officer,  taking  another  survey  of  the  wide 
watery  expanse  through  his  glass,  "for  I  now  distinctly  discern  another 
sail  just  hove  in  sight.  If  she  prove  not  a  companion  of  the  first,  then 
I'm  no  judge  of  water-craft.  So,  bear  a  hand,  boys.'' 

"  Avast  there,  lieutenant — begging  your  pardon,''  said  Bossle,  raising 
his  tarpaulin  ;  "let's  finish  the«job  decently,  or  old  Gaspardo's  ghost  will 
appear  on  our  quarter  deck  one  o'  these  foggy  nights.  As  for  those  crui 
sers,  if  cruisers  they  are,  I've  no  iear  their  getting  up  with  this  wind 
and  tide." 

"The  wind's  fast  hauling  round  to  the  eastward,  returned  the 
lieutenant.  "Depend  upon  it  we  shall  smell  gunpowder  before  the 
rnoon  goes  down.  So,  be  lively,  boys.'' 

"Ay,  ay,  sir,"  responded  Bossle,  who  with  his  comrades, worked  with 
a  hearty  good  will. 

The  grave  was  quickly  filled  up — the  turf  replaced,  and  a  rude  slab 
of  slate  was  put  at  its  head,  in  which  was  inscribed  in  uncouth  and 
scarcely  legible  characters,  the  following  epitaph : 

"Here  lyes 

GASPARDO  GONCILZAO 

Mt.  50. 

The  storm  has  hushed— the  battle's  o'er 
Caspar,  the  Rover,  lives  no  more 
To  hear  the  cannon's  mighty  roar." 

"  Bravo,  excellent !''  shouted  the  lieutenant,  on  reading  the  inscrip 
tion.  "Why  don't  you  add — "this  stone  is  erected  to  his  memory  by 
Boatswain  Bossle,  poet  ]" 

"  Don't  ma^e  fun  o'  my  lines,  lieutenant,"  returned  Bossle.  "Consider 

it's  my  first  attempt many  a  great  poet  has  done  worse  on  a  first 

trial.' 

"  Methinks  you  must  have  had  a  great  respect  for  the  traitor,''  sugges 
ted  the  officer. 


10  •      THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER, 

"  I  loved  him  as  the  swordfish  loves  the  whale.  He  deserved  death 
It  will  prove  a  lesson,  for  his  successors  at  least,  not  to  make  so  merry 
with  instruments  of  death.  Poor  Joey,  he's  maimed  for  life — he'll  have 
to  splice  on  half  a  yard  of  timber  for  a  leg." 

"  Then  why  do  you  prepare  that  stone  ?  It  must  have  cost  you 
aours  of  labor,"  said  the  lieutenant. 

"  Don't  you  see,  sir,  that  it  will  prevent  any  curious  visitors  to  tnia 
island  from  disturbing  old  Gaspar's  grave  ?''  returned  the  boatswain. 
"This  stone  tells  them  what's  beneath,  and  should  they  dig  up  enough 
they  will  find  there's  no  deception,  and  will  have  sufficient  decency  to 
cover  him  up  again  :  besides,  we  want  a  mark  for  that  cursed  heavy 
corpse  under  him1?1' 

"  True  — true — I  comprehend,''  said  the  luff  "Now  let's  get  aboard 
with  all  possible  despatch.'' 

The  men  gathered  up  their  spades  and  utensils  ;  the  officer  took 
another  survey  of  the  moonlit  bay  with  his  glass ;  then  all  repaired  to 
the  boat,  and  rowed  speedily  off  to  the  schooner. 

These  remarkable  and  decidedly  suspicious  proceedings  were  viewed 
by  other  human  eyes  than  those  who  were  participators.  Concealed  in 
the  shade  of  a  clump  of  trees,  of  stunted  growth,  not  more  than  sixty 
yards  distant,  stood  a  youth  not  more  than  twenty  years  of  age,  leaning 
upon  a  fowling  piece  ;  while,  crouched  at  his  feet,  was  a  large,  noble, 
full-blooded  Newfoundland  dog,  which  impatiently  kept  quiet  only  by 
the  stern  command  of  his  master.  The  young  man  had  handsome 
features,  a  clear,  intelligent  eye,  and  a  high  and  broad  forehead,  partially 
concealed  by  tho  curly  brown  hair,  which  played  in  the  breeze  around 
it.  When  he  first  descried  the  warlike  looking  craft  beating  up  the 
harbour,  he  was  not  without  his  suspicion  as  to  her  character,  and  he  at 
once  determined  to  observe  every  movement  of  the  strange  vessel  and 
her  crew. 

With  this  view  he  had  crept  as  near  to  the  scene  of  the  stranger's 
last  operations,  already  described,  as  prudence  for  his  safety  would  per 
mit.  If  he  entertained  a  single  doubt  as  to  the  character  of  those  men, 
before  their  vessel  came  to  anchd*r,  that  doubt  was  dispelled  after 
witnessing  the  burial  scene.  He  was  in  a  position  to  note  each  and 
every  particular.  What  struck  him  more  forcibly  was  the  singular  fact, 
that  while  six  men  were  required  to  carry  and  to  lower  into  the  vault, 
which  had  been  dug,  and  that  with  exceeding  difficulty,  the  lesser  cof 
fin,  to  appearance  at  least,  only  four  participated  in  the  management  of 
the  larger  one,  which  they  managed  with  ordinary  effort.  A  part  of 
the  conversation,  too,  of  the  strange  visitors  to  this  island,  fell  upon  his 
ear,  causing  him  to  suspect  more  than  we,  as  a  romancer,  feel  justified 
in  revealing  in  this  chapter,  although  our  readers  shall  be  satisfied  if 
they  repress  any  curiosity  we  may  have  excited  for  a  little  time. 

After  the  participants  in  this  half  real,  half  mock  funeral  service  had 
left  the  shore  of  the  islet,  the  young  spy  upon  the  party,  hied  with 
alacrity  towards  the  newly-made  grave,  and  there  copied  info  a  memoran 
dum  book  the  inscription  upon  tfee  rude  tombstone.  He  then  measured, 
by  pacing  the  ground,  the  distance  from  three  or  four  prominent  objects 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROYER. 11 

to  the  grave,  and  carefully  noting  down  the  results,  he  hastened  his  foot- 
Bteps  towards  a  little  cove  at  the  southerly  part  of  the  island,  where  a 
light  sail-boat  was  hauled  upon  the  pebbled  beach.  Placing  his  fowling- 
piece,  ammunition  and  game  in  the  stern  of  the  little  boat,  he  plied  his 
shoulders  to  the  bow,  shoved  her  afloat,  leaped  in,  hoisted  mainsail  and 
jib,  and  took  his  place  at  the  helm. 

The  moon  had  now  become  obscured  by  dark  clouds  ;  the  wind  had 
veered  round  to  the  south-east,  and  blew  with  no  little  violence.  The 
little  bark,  like  a  white  sea-bird  glided  over  the  foam-crested  waves 
with  great  rapidity  towards  the  tri-mountain  town,  the  lights  of  which 
the  young  helmsman  could  just  discern  through  the.  fast  thickening 
shadows  of  night.  A  light,  displayed  on  the  battery  beneath  ihe 
frowning  walls  of  the  old  fortress  on  Fort  Hill,  was  his  beacon,  and  in 
the  course  of  half  an  hour  he  ran  his  boat  safely  on  the  little  beach  just 
south  of  "The  Mole,"  as  the  singularly  shaped  pier,  on  which  was  plan 
ted  the  battery,  was  then  called. 

After  securing  his  boat  from  the  tide,  he  ascended  the  oval  shaped  hill, 
lugging  his  game  and  hunting  paraphernalia,  but  had  no  sooner  reach 
ed  its  summit,  when  his  eye  caught  the  graceful  form  of  a  maiden  run 
ning  towards  him,  closely  followed  by  a  person,  in  an  undress  military 
suit,  who,  when  he  saw  that  he  was  likely  to  encounter  a  stranger,  sui- 
denly  gave  up  the  pursuit,  and  started  off  at  the  top  of  his  speed  in  a 
contrary  direction. 

"  Therese !" 

"  George !" 

These  are  the  explanations  uttered  as  the  youthful  pair  unexpectedly 
met,  and  embraced,  as  if  Cupid  had  already  made  considerable  progress 
in  entwining  their  hearts  together.  The  maiden  seemed  almost  breath 
less  with  fear,  and  some  moments  elapsed  ere  she  could  give  utterance 
to  a  word. 

"  0,  George,  I  have  had  such  a  fright !"  she  at  length  said. 

"  So  it  appears  :  but  who  is  the  wretch  whom  1  saw  pursuing  you  ?'' 
he  asked. 

"  Question  me  not  now,  George,  you  shall  know  all  in  due  time,'*  she 
replied. 

"Therese,"  he  continued  with  an  earnest  expression,  "I  know  not  why 
I  meet  you  here,  and  at  this  inauspicious  hour.  This  is  neither  the 
time  nor  place  appointed  for  our  meeting.  I  trust  all  goea  well  ?" 

"  No,  George,1'  answered  Therese,  speaking  in  subdued  tones ;  "  had 
all  been  well  I  should  not  have  ventured  thus  far  from  home,  with  out  a 
protector,  although  I  suspect  I  have  had  a  spy  upon  my  actions.'' 

"  He  who  but  now  I  saw  2" 

<"  The  same." 

"  I  now  partially  comprehend,  and M 

"  Say  no  more  of  that  now,''  she  interrupted,  "for  I  am  here  to  warn 
you  of  impending  danger." 

"  1  fear  nothing,"  answered  the  youth,  grasping  the  barrel  of  his  gnu 
more  firmly,  "  Pray  what  have  I  to  fear  ?" 

"  More  than  I  should  dare  reveal,  did  I  not  know  that  it  were  izn- 
poisible  you  should  betray  me.'; 


12  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 

_  . * 

"  Betray  you,  Therese  !"  ejaculated  the  youth,  startled  evun  at  th« 
thought  of  such  an  action.  "Sooner  would  I  sever  this  right  arm  from 
my  body  ;  tear  the  tongue  from  my  mouth  by  the  roots  :  ay,  even  lay 
down  my  life." 

••  I  know  it,  George — I  know  it ;  but  talk  not  thus,"  entreated  the 
rnaideu,  earnestly  ;  "  let  me  tell  you  that  the  British  General  and  my 
father  have  held  a  long  interview  this  afternoon  in  the  library.''  . 

"  Is  there  anything  strange  in  that1?" 

"  Indeed  there  is,  George,7'  replied  Therese,  "and  you  would  think  so, 
too,  were  you  familiar  with  their  recent  enmity  towards  each  other ; 
but  this  is  all  over  now  and  they  meet  in  terms  of  apparent  friendship 
for  reasons  that  I  cannot  fully  explain.  Suffice  it  to  say  I  had  a  strong 
presentiment  that  you  were  to  be  the  subject  of  their  conversation  arid 
1  ventured  to— to — to — '' 

The  young  girl  hesitated. 

"To  listen  to  all  they  .had  to  say,"  said  the  youth,  finishing  the 
sentence  which  Therese  found- it  difficult  to  stammer  out. 

"  Precisely,  George,"  said  she ;  "and  altho'  I  frankly  confess  I  felt  not 
a  little  ashamed  of  the  act,  I  am  not  sorry  for  it,  for  my  worst  appre 
hensions  were  realized  :  and,  if  you  will  but  heed  my  advice,  you  will 
either  secrete  yourself  for  a  time,  or  hie  away  to  some  place  beyond  tha 
reach  of  those  insolent  red-coats.  I  tremble  for  the  consequences  should 
you  now  fall  into  their  hands." 

"  What !"'  he  exclaimed  ;  "would  they  dare  lay  the  weight  of  their 
hands  upon  me  for  chastising  that  insolent  epauletted  puppy,  that  Cap. 
tain  Thornberg  1 — a  chastisement  that  he  so  richly  deserved  !  Let  hirn 
dare  give  me  a  second  provocation,  and  I'll  wring  the  very  nose  frorn 
the  dastardly  coward's  face  !" 

"  That  is  not  their  sole  reason,  George,  for  drsiring  to  crush  you." 

"  What  other  can  they  have  ?"  he  eagerly  asked. 

''  The  General  affirmed  to  my  father  that  he  had  positive  informa 
tion  that  you  were  a  member  of  an  organized  band  called  "Liberty 
Boys,"  who  held  meetings  in  some  secret  place  in  town,  which  they  had 
as  yet  been  unable  to  discover,  but  that  they  had  a  clue  to  it,  and  they 
were  determined  to  break  it  up  at  every  hazard  !* 

"  Then  will  they  walk  over  the  dead  bodies  of  the  Liberty  Boys  !*'  said 
the  youth. 

"  Be  not  rash,  George  !"  entreated  Therese.  "For  my  sake  I  beseech 
you  !" 

"  For  thy  sake,  dearest  Therese,  1  would  sacrifice  my  life,  but  liberty 
and  that  honor  I  prize  above  all  earthly  things  !"  said  the  young  man 
with  enthusiasm,  as  he  gently  pressed  the  small,  delicate  hand  of  hia 
love  within  his  own. 

"  Be  not  my  father's  enemy  ?''  said  Therese,  entreatingly. 

"  Your  lightest  wish  has  the  power  to  subdue  my  resentment  even  for 
the  men  who  are  seeking  my  life,  but  let  them  beware  how  they  seek  to 
compromise  my  honor." 

"  If  my  lightest  wish,  George,  has  power  to  influence,  you  will  nc 
longer  hesitate  to  do  that  for  which  I  have  exposed  myself  at  an  hour, 
unbecoming  a  maiden  to  be  abroad  alone  I1' 


THE  REBEL  AND  THE  ROYER. _18 

"  But  it  is  cowardly  to  flee.'' 

"  Not  when  there  is  a  vile  conspiracy  to  entrap  you,"  resumed  The- 
rese  ;  "for,  ere  this  Thornberg  is  in  possession  of  a  warrant  from  the 
general  officer  for  your  arrest.  Besides,  my  father  has  forbidden  me 
ever  to  see  you  again  !'' 

"  But  you  have  not  obeyed  him !'' 

"Nor 'will  I,  George,  when  to  warn  you  of  danger  it  becomes  ne 
cessary.1' 

"  Noble,  generous  girl  !''  exclaimed  the  ardent  youth  ;  "  and  yet  mo- 
thinks  it  is  your  duty  to  heed  the  councils  of  him  to  whom  you  owe  ev 
erything,'' 

"  Ah  !  gladly  would  I,  did  I  not  know  he  has  been  deceived  by  oth 
ers,''  answered  the  maiden.  "Moreover,  he  would  coerce  me  to  bestow 
my  hand  where  it  is  impossible  I  can  over  bestow  my  heart.  For  this 
alone  has  he  forfeited  that  claim  to  my  obedience  which  otherwise  I  feel 
that  I  might  owe  him  " 

"  To  whom,  Therese,  might  I  venture  to  enquire,  would  he  give  this 
hand  ?"  said  George,  as  he  ventured  to  press  it  to  his  lips. 

"  To  your  worst  enemy  ;  he  whom  I  despise  as  heartily  as  I  regard 
you.'' 

"  Can  it  be  possible  that  he  would  lend  his  countenance  to  your  be 
trothal  to  that  unmitigated  villain  and  poltroon,  Thornberg  ?'' 

"  Were  he  not  completely  under  the  influence  and  blinded  by  the  arts 
of  pretended  friends,  such  a  thing  were  impossible.  But,  George,  I 
blush  to  say  that  it  is  too  true.  Thornberg  *s  your  rival  as  certainly  as 
he  is  your  deadly  foe.  Question  me  not  now,  how  I  obtained  more  in 
formation  than  1  intended  to  reveal  at  present,  but  doubt  not  the  truth 
of  %  what  you  have  heard.'' 

"  I  believe  all,"  replied  George, 

tl  Then  I  am  sure  you  will  act  accordingly,  and  act  promptly  too." 

"  Alas !  Therese,  you  prompt  me  to  flee  at  a  time  when  my  heart 
prompts  me  to  remain." 

"  How  can  that  be  ?'' 

"  You  would  have  me  fly  at  the  very  time  when,  by  your  own  admis 
sion,  you  are  in  imminent  danger,"  argued  the  impassioned  .lover.  "No, 
Therese,  bid  me  not  go  while  you  are  in  peril ;  let  me  brave  to  their 
very  teeth  the  plotters  against  your  happiness.'' 

"  And  thus  sacrifice  your  own  life,"  added  Therese. 

t'  If  they  sacrifice  me,  I  can  show  the  world  that  I  can  bear  my  fate 
like  a  man.'' 

"  Nay,  nay,  talk  not  thus,"  she  entreated,  "  if  your  bosom  contains 
one  spark  of  love  for  poor  Therese.  You  have  the  means  to  get  beyond 
their  reach  ;  a^rail  yourself  of  them  ;  and  when  these  troublous  times 
have  passed,  my  father  will  have  come  to  his  sober  senses,  and  you  will 
have  naught  to  iear.  Moreover,  let  me  assure  you,  this  hand,  pledged 
to  you  on  my  last  birthday  is  now  and  forever  yours,  suffer  what  I  may 
in  your  absence  !  Therefore,  George,  fly  at  once,  lest  even  to-night, 
you  are  dragged  to  a  dungeon." 

The  maiden  §poke  with  an  earnestness  that  much  startled  her  young 
lover. 


14       THE  REBEL  AND  THE  ROVER. 

He  knew  that  eke  was  endowed  with  stronger  mental  faculties  than 
was  usual  in  her  sex,  but  he  knew  not  the  heroic  fire  which  inspired 
that  little  heart  when  fully  aroused. 

"  I  will  obey  you,  my  love,"  he  replied,  "  but  not  until  I  have  escort 
ed  you  safely  to  your  father's  mansion." 

"  Do  not  go  with  me,  George  ;  you  know  that  we  have  to  pass  the 
barracks,  and  you  can't  do  so  safely."  • 

"  Then  is  there  more  necessity  for  my  accompanying  you,  for  I  am 
acquainted  with  a  little  alley  by  which  I  can  not  only  avoid  the  barracks 
but  shorten  the  distance.  Besides,  I  should  consider  myself  but  a  meaa 
lover,  to  leave  you  to  thread  these  narrow  streets,  when  at  every  step 
you  are  liable  to  insult  from  the  ruffianly  soldiers,  whose  very  presence 
in  this  once  peaceful  town  is  contamination.  In  this,  Therese,  I  must 
have  my  own  way.  When  once  you  are  safely  within  your  father'' 
gate,  I  will  away — I  know  not  whither." 

After  having  disburthened  himself  of  all  his  hunting  traps,  except  his 
gun,  the  heroic  girl  took  the  arm  of  the  noble  youth,  and  together  they 
proceeded  towards  the  home  of  the  former. 

Slowly  they  descended  the  hill,  and  proceeded  through  a  long,  narrow 
and  crooked  street,  (the  streets  of  Boston  have  ever  been  such)  and  then 
entered  a  dark,  dismal  lane  which  was  little  traversed  especially  in  the 
eight  time.  ^ 

As  they  passed  through,  the  sounds  of  boisterous  mirth,  proceeding 
from  low  dance-houses,  fell  upon  their  ears,  which  had  a  tendency  to 
quicken  the  footsteps  of  our  friends,  George  and  Therese. 

They  had  nearly  gained  the  street,  when  three  soldiers,  in  red  coats, 
suddenly  sprang  upon  them,  two  of  them  seizing  our  hero,  and  the  third 
attempting  to  drag  away  Therese. 

George,  with  one  single  effort,  released  his  arms  from  their  grasp,  and 
raising  the  but  of  his  gun,  he  dealt  so  severe  a  blow  upou  the  head  of     « 
one  of  the  miscreants  that  he  fell  to  the  earth,  never  to  rise  again. 
The  deed  so  appalled  the  other  that  he  ran  for  dear  life. 
Meanwhile  Therese  had  been  struggling  to  release  herself  from  the 
embrace  of  the  third  villain,  who  strove  to   drag   her  down  the  iciley. 
Our  hero,  after  annihilating  one,  and  frightening  the  other,  flew  to  the 
rescue  of  his  beloved. 

He  seized  the  wretch  tightly  by  the  throat,  and  by  one  effort  succeed 
ed  in  overthrowing  his  antagonist,  and  in  his  fall  his  head  struck  the 
corner  of  a  stone  step,  which  stretched  him  senseless  upon  the  ground. 

So  sudden  was  this  atrdcious  attack  defeated,  and  so  little  noise  was 
made,  that  the  people  of  the  neighborhood  were  not  alarmed  until  our 
hero  and  heroine  had  reached  the  street  beyond. 

The  cries  of  "  murder  !  murder  !"  now  fell  upon  the  ears. 
The  alarm  being  generally  given,  the  inhabitants  from  all  quarters  of 
the  town  hastened  towards  the  scene. 

The  military  too,  from  the  barracks,  were  quickly  on  the  spot,  having 
been  aroused  by  the  discomfitted  runaway. 

Qreat  was  the  indignation  expressed  by  the  soldiers,  on  beholding  one 
of  their  comrades  a  corpse,  and  another  lying  apparently  dead,  whose 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROYER. 

blood  was  fast  oozing  from  a  ghastly  gash  in  the  back  of  the  head, 
populace  did  not  join  in  the  anathemas,  of    the    soldiery,  and, 
satisfying  their  curiosity,  turned  homeward,   as  if  they  cared  little  h 
many  casualties  should  occur  to  the  insolent,  hireling  soldiery  quartered 
in  their  midst  by  a  tyranical  king  and  an  overbearing  ministry. 

Captain  Thornberg,  a  proud,  unscrupulous  officer,  who  has  before  been 
alluded  to,  was  early  on  the  spot ;  in  truth,  he  was  within  twenty  rods 
at  the  time  of  the  attack,  and  felt  no  little  chagrin  at  the  defeat  of  the 
assassins,  but  he  had  not  the  courage  to  engage,  or  the  desire  to  be  known 
in  such  a  dastardly  'action.  He  blustered  about  with  a  swaggering  air. 
and  demanded  if  any  one  knew  or  had  seen  the  murderers. 

The  runaway  soldier  walked  up  to  his  commander  and  said,  in  a 
cockney  brogue. 

"  Andy  Villiams  and  Thady  O'Toole,  and  myself  Captin,  vere  taking 
a  quiet  bit  iv  a  valk  for  hour  ealths,  ven  ve  vere  hattacked  by  six  or 
height  men,  harmed  vith  knives  and  pistils.  Poor  Andy  and  Thady  the 
willians  kilt  on  the  spot,  and  vould  ha'  kilt  me,  'ad  I  not  run  to  give  the 
halarm.'' 

"  You  run  then,  did  you?''  asked  Captain  Tj|farnberg. 
"  I  'ad  no  veapons,  Captain,  and  I  alvays  runs  ven  I  'as  no  veapons, 
an'  ven  the  hodds  is  gin  von,'1  replied  the  soldier.  4 

"  Verily,  Captain  Thornberg,''  said  ta  broad-brim  gentleman  in  the 
crowd ;  "verily  I  do  attest  that  wicked  man  epeakest  not  the  truth  unto 
thee."  ' 

"What  do  you  know  of  the  affair  ?"  questioned  Thornberg,  startled  to 
hear  that  there  were  witnesses  to  the  scene  besides  himself  and  his  hired 
assassins. 

"  Verily,  I  w'as  an  eye-witness,"  replied  the  Quaker,  "and  can  tell 
more  than  thou  wouldst  like  to  hear." 

"  What  mean  you  ?  Speak,  insolence,  or  111  have  you  hanged !" 
;hreatened  Thornberg,  with  a  bullying  air,  and  drawing  his  sword. 

"  Put  up  thy  weapon,  ungracious  man.  It  hath  no  terrors  in  my 
sight,"  said  the  Quaker  with  imperturbable  gravity.  "Thou  knowest 
the  wicked  hath  falsified  unto  the  wicked  in  this  matter.'' 

"  You're  an  insolent  knave  to  say  it,1'  said  Thornberg,  "and  your 
duakership  shall  hear  from  me  again." 

With  this  threat,  the  officer  perceiving  that  the  crowd  entirely 
sympathized  with  the  bold  Gluaker,  turned  upon  his  heel,  and  followed 
the  soldiers  who  were  now  bearing  the  two  bodies  into  the  barracks. 

In  the  meantime  our  hero  and  heroine  were  pursuing  their  way  to 
wards  the  home  of  the  latter  with  unusual  haste  for  lovers,  and  soon 
arrived  at  the  entrance  of  an  aristocratic  looking  mansion  at  the  north 
part  then  the  court  end  of  the  town. 

"  Tarry  not  a  moment,"  urged  the  maiden,  to  her  lover,  as  he  man 
ifested  some  reluctance  to  leave  her. 

"  But  one  moment,  Therese,  ere  I  bid  you  a  long  farewell,  for  I  have 
a  presentiment  that  years  will  pass  away  before  I  shall  again  be  blessed 
in  your  presence  V 

•'  Go,  I  beseech  you,''  the  said,  wiping  an  unbidden  tear  from  her  eye, 


16  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 

and  then  taking  a  richly  jeweled  locket  from  her  bosom,  which  was  sus 
pended  to  a  gold  chain  ;  "but  first  accept  this  ;  Ipse  not  the  contents 
whatever  may  become  of  the  casket." 

With  these  words  she  fell  upon  his  neck — received  his  last  embrace — 
his  last  kiss — and  in  one  moment  more  was  in  the  presence  of  her 
father. 

Her  father  was  a  rich  merchant  largely  engaged  in  his  commercial 
intercourse  with  the  mother  country,  where  he  had  resided  until  he  had 
attained  the  age  of  thirty,  when  he  embarked  to  try  his  fortune  in  the 
American  town  of  Boston,  which,  even  at  that  early  period,  was  looked 
upon  by  the  British  crown,  as  one  of  the  brightest  jewels  upon  this  con 
tinent. 

It  is  not  surprising,  therefore,  that  the  merchant  Merwin,  not  having 
had  much  intercourse  with  those  choice  spirits  of  Liberty,  who  had  the 
boldness  to  set  the  great  revolutionary  ball  in  motion,  did  at  this  junc 
ture  adhere  to  the  avowed  policy  of  England  towards  her  colonies,  and 
oppose  those  great  rebellious  demonstrations  which  made  us  an  independ 
ent  people. 

George  Winchester — the  youthful  lover  of  the  wealthy  aristocrat's 
daughter — resided  not  far  distant  with  a  widowed  aunt,  whose  rather 
indigent  circumstances  had  compelled  her  to  live  in  a  small  tenement, 
in  a  somewhat  obscure  street,  although  she  was  a  descendant  of  a  noble 
house. 

George's  father  was  once  an  officer  of  high  rank  in  the  British  navy, 
but  in  a  desperate  conflict  with  a  vessel  belonging  to  the  fleet  of  the 
notorious  Blaskbeard,  his  head  was  severed  irom  his  body  by  a  chain 
shot  from  his  desperate  foe. 

The  fact  that  the  youth's  father  had  once  served  the  king,  did  not 
dwter  him  from  espousing  the  cause  of  the  Liberty  boys,  and  enrolling 
his  name  early  on  the  rebel  list ;  besides,  he  had  another  reason  for 
throwing  ofF  his  allegiance  to  the  crown  :  he  had  been  taught  to  be- 
lievo  that  the  British  government,  for  no  plausible  or  substantial  reason, 
had  absolutely  refused  to  bestow  the  annuity,  usually  granted  to  the 
progeny  of  officers  who  lost  their  lives  in  the  battles  of  their  country 
upon  him,  notwithstanding  the  due  efforts  of  his  relatives  to  accomplish 
that  object.  .  . 

Gladly  would  we  here  detail  a  variety  of  remarkable  incidents  which 
led  to  an  affectionate  intimacy  between  the  wealthy  royalist's  beautiful 
daughter  and  the  young  orphan  rebel ;  but  our  narration  would  excludi 
from  our  "yarn''  an  equal  number  of  more  important,  more  entertaining 
events  of  those  stirring  times  ;  besides,  we  desire  to  introduce  nothing 
which  will  interrupt  the  straight-forward  course  of  this  "ower  true  tale.'' 

When  George  Winchester  found  himself  alone,  he  turned  to  retrace 
his  steps. 

He  walked  slowly  along,  occasionally  turning  arouad  to  gaze  at  the 
noble  mansion  which  contained  his  soul's  idol. 

So  sad  was  his  heart,  and  so  intent  were  his  thoughts  upon  that  love 
ly  vision  which  he  so  recently  communed  wkh,  that  he  was  not  aware 
that,  instead,  of  seeking  a  place  of  refuge,  his  footsteps  were  leading  him 


THE  REBEL  AND  THE  ROVER.       17 

into  the  very  jaws  of  danger  ;  nor  was  he  aroused  to  a  sense  of  his  un- 
cautiousness  until,  on  turning  a  street  running  at  right  angles  with  the 
one  he  had  traversed,  he  came  upon  a  patrol  of  British  soldiers,  the 
officer  of  which  ordered  him  to  be  arrested  in  the  name  of  the  king. 

To  have  attempted  a  resistance  would  have  been  death  on  the  spot, 
'arid  to  attempt  a  flight  would  have  been  equally  fatal ! 

Without  a  murmur  he  submitted  to  his  fate  ;  hig  arms  were  bound 
lightly,  and  ht  was  dragged  along  the  streets  to  the  barracks,  when  he 
was  thrust  into  the  guard  house  by  order  of  a  relentless  ruffian,  who  wai 
none  other  than  his  would-be  rival,  Captain  Thornberg. 

On  the  following  morning  George  was  carried  before  a  military  tri 
bunal,  charged  with  having  assassinated  two  of  the  king's  soldiers. 

The  evidence  of 'the  lying  cockney,  together  with  the  corroborative 
testimony  of  Thornberg  as  to  the  position  of  affairs  when  the  alarm 
was  given,  went  far  to  show,  in  the  minds  of  the  tribunal,  that  the  in 
nocent  man  was  really  guilty,  when  in  fact  his  accuser  was  responsible 
for  the  death  of  the  soldiers. 

There  was  no  conflicting  testimony,  for  Thornberg  took  especial  care 
to  have  the  examination  made  as  privately  and  summarily  as  possible. 

The  result  was,  young  Winchester  was  ordered  to  be  sent  to  England, 
charged  with  being  a  rebel  and  assassin,  there  to  be  tried  and  executed, 
which,  in  all  probability  would  have  been  done  h«re,  had  not  the  home 
government  issued  a  decree  ordering  all  who  were  gailty  of  treason, 
murder,  and  other  high  offences  in  the  colonies,  to  be  sent  to  Great 
Britain  for  final  trial. 


18  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 


CHAPTER  II. 

Arrival  of  the  King's  Cruisers.  The  Salute.  The  Captain's  Barge 
and  her  crew.  The  Governor  of  the  Colony.  Cheers  for  his  Ex 
cellency  "no  go.''  Symptoms  of  a  Row.  The  Cruiser's  Cham 
pion.  Challenge  of  the  Sailmaker's  Apprentice.  The  Ring,  the 
Combat,  and  the  Victory.  Bully  Briton  loses  caste.  The  "Lob 
ster  Backs''  and  the  Dispersion  of  the  Crowd.  The  British  rein 
forcement. 

THE  blazing  sun  of  a  summer's  day  was  at  its  meridian,  when  the 
usually  peaceable  citizens  of  the  three-hilled  city  were  startled  from 
their  propriety  by  a  heavy  cannonading  in  the  harbor. 

Peal  upon  peal  from  brazen  throats  of  a  score  of  guns,  in  rapid  suc 
cession,  reverberated  through  the  narrow  streets,  causing  frail  tenements 
to  tremble  and  panes  of  glass  to  shiver  with  each  successive  concussion. 
It  was  the  day  succeeding  the  one  on  which  occurred  the  summary  trial 
of  George  Winchester. 

Throngs  of  people,  with  hurried  footsteps  made  their  way  towards  the 
wharves — some  out  of  mere  curiosity,  surmising  the  cause  of  the  firing ; 
others,  with  fear  and  trembling  whether  or  not  a  foreign  squadron  had 
arrived,  and  had  actually  commenced  bombarding  the  town. 

Presently  the  intelligence  flew  like  the  wind  through  the  town  that 
the  ".King's  Cruisers"  had  arrived,  and  they  were  but  firing  the  accus 
tomed  salute,  which  was  responded  to  from  the  heavy  calibred  guns  on 
"  The  Mole." 

The  King's  Cruisers  had  been  daily  expected  in  port  by  the  Governor 
of  the  colony,  with  a  detachment  of  troops  sent  out  by  the  ministry,  for 
the  purpose  of  overawing  the  rebellious  spirits,  and  if  possible  breaking 
up  anti-loyal  clubs  that  might  exist  or  might  be  organized. 

One  of  the  cruisers  was  a  brig  of  some  two  hundred  tons  burthen, 
carrying  twelve  medium  guns  and  a  crew  of  eighty  men ;  the  other  was 
a  brigantine,  carrying  eight  guns  and  sixty  men. 

With  flags  and  streamers  flying,  and  guns  firing,  trfey  gallantly  sailed 
up  the  harbor,  and  rounded  too  off  Long  wharf,  and  dropped  their 
anchors. 

The  yards  were  manned,  each  sail  was  snugly  furled,  and  everything 
above  the  decks  of  both  vessels  was  put  in  as  neat  trim  as  if  they  were 
in  waiting  for  wind  and  tide  to  take  them  to  sea. 

Presently  the   commander  of  the  brig,  dressed  in  full  uniform,  appear- 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER.  19 

ed  on  deck  :  a  barge,  manned  by  eight  sailors,  with  oars  a-peak,  was 
ready  to  receive  him  at  the  gangway  steps. 

A  chubby,  rosy-cheeked  lad,  with  laughing  blue  eyes — a  miniature 
specimen  of  an  old  salt, — took  his  station  as  coxswain,  with  an  air  of 
confidence  that  indicated  he  was  no  novice  in  that  capacity. 

The  officer,  a  tall,  portly,  full-blooded  Englishman,  an  excellent  per 
sonification  of  a  true  John  Bull,  with  a  lordly  step  strided  towards  the 
gangway,  descended  the  steps,  and  took  his  seat  beside  the  happy  look 
ing  boy. 

"  To  the  pier,  Robert,  just  this  side  of  the  battery,"  said  the  com 
mander,  pointing  to  the  wharf,  where,  not  long  afterwards  occurred  a 
scene  which  will  be  known  as  long  as  republics  have  an  existence,  viz; 
— making  use  of  Boston  harbor  for  a  teapot. 

"  Ay,  ay,  sir,"  responded  Master  Merry  Hobby,  (as  the  sailors  desig 
nated  him,)  touching  his  cap  with  that  peculiar  air  known  only  to  Jack 
Tars,  and  which  landlubbers  would  find  it  difficult  to  imitate. 

At  a  signal  the  boat  was  shoved  off,  and  each  rower  shipped  his  oar 
at  the  same  moment  and  commenced  rowing  in  time  with  the  motions 
of  the  little  cockswain's  head,  very  much  in  the  same  manner  and  for 
the  same  purpose  that  the  leader  of  an  orchestra  wields  his  baton. 

Swiftly  flew  the  light  barge  over  the  waveless  water,  and  in  a  few 
moments  dropped  alongside  the  pier,  and  the  dignified  commander  dis 
embarked. 

He  had  no  sooner  set  his  feet  upon  terra  firma,  when  a  carriage,  with 
horses  superbly  caparisoned,  and  with  an  ensignia  of  nobility  emblazoned 
upon  the  door  of  the  carnage,  and  upon  the  harness  ornaments,  moved 
rapidly  through  the  throng  of  curious  spectators,  and  halted  at  the  place 
where  the  captain  had  landed. 

A  footman,  in  livery,  leaped  from  his  post  behind  the  carriage,  open 
ed  the  door,  and  let  down  the  iron  steps. 

A  vigorous  looking,  elderly  gentleman,  with  frosty  hair  neatly  tied  up 
in  a  queue,  wearing  velvet  breeches,  golden  knee  and  shoe  buckles,  and 
an  aristocratic-looking  chapeau,  with  a  gold-headed  cane,  alighted  from 
the  vehicle  with  the  assistance  of  the  footman. 

"  The  Governor  !  the  Governor  !''  sang  out  several  persons  in  •the 
crowd,  when  one  ventured  to  propose  : 

"  Three  cheers  for  the  Governor  !'' 

A  few  feeble  responses  only  were  heard,  which  clearly  indicated  that 
fthis  functionary  of  royalitjT  was  not,  just  at  that  particular  juncture  in 
the  affairs  of  the  colony,  very  popular  with  the  masses  of  the  people. 

To  break  the  spell  under  which  the  crowd  seemed  to  be  affected,  an 
old  sailor,  with  a  voice  like  a  stentor,  cried  out — 

"  Skulk  home,  you  d d  rambellious  landlubbers  !  you  that  can't 

give  a  a  few  hearty  cheers  for  the  Gov'ner  !  blast  my  toplights,  if  I 
shouldn't  like  to  square  away  my  spars  at  half  a  dozen  o'  the  best  o' 
ye  ! — Come,  lads,"  said  he,  addressing  his  shipmates,  "let's  see  what  we 
can  do  in  the  Gov'nor's  'onor.  Now  then,  altogether,  my  'earties — 
thiee  cheers  for  the  Gov'nor." 

The  sailors  in  the  boat  cheered  most  vociferously.     The  Governor 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROYER. 


acknowledged  the  compliment  by  doffing  his  chapeau  and  making  a 
very  condescending  bow. 

The  commander  of  the  brig  was  recognized  by  the  highest  dignitary 
in  the  colony,  invited  to  take  a  seat  with  him  in  the  coach,  when  the 
vehicle  rolled  off  towards  the  mansion  of  the  executive. 

No  sooner  was  the  carriage  out  of  sight,  than  the  British  tar,  who  had 
proposed  cheering  for  the  Governor,  began  berating  the  crowd  after  his 
fashion,  for  their  lack  of  respect  for  a  true  scion  of  English  nobility. 

"  Don't  ye  know  yer  duty,  ye  lubberly  swabs?''  continued  the  sailor. 
"Ain't  ye  ashamed  of  yerselves,  ye  cowardly  landlubbers  !'' 

"Who  do  you  call  cowardly V  ejaculated  a  sail-maker's  apprentice, 
who  stood,  with  his  shirt  sleeves  rolled  up,  at  the  open  window  of  a  sail 
loft,  where  he  had  observed  the  entire  proceedings. 

"  All  of  ye  rebel  crew,  from  that  beef-eating  butcher,  (pointing  to  a 
gigantic  individual  in  a  white  frock)  down  to  the  likes  of  you,  you  can 
vas  tailor — you  ninth  part  of  a  man.  If  I'd  a  'alf  dozen  of  ye  within 
reach  o'  my  spars,  shiver  my  hulk  if  I  wouldn't  make  slush  on  ye  !" 

The  boy's  head  disappeared  suddenly  from  the  window,  and  the  boat's 
crew  sent  up  peals  of  laughter,  thinking  that  their  champion  had 
frightened  the  youth  away  ;  but  their  merriment  suddenly  ceased,  when, 
at  the  next  moment  the  sail-maker's  boy  darted  through  the  crowd,  and 
stood  undaunted  within  an  oar's  length  of  the  brig's  barge. 

"  Now,  Bully  Briton,1'  said  the  br?ve  youth,  "I'll  give  you  a  fail 
chance  to  make  your  boasts  current.  We  rebels,  as  you  call  UB,  crow 
after  the  victory's  won !'' 

The  challenger  was  quite  a  stripling,  slightly  built  to  appearance,  but 
the  sinews   of  his  arms  told  of  muscular  strength,  and  his  compressed 
lips  and  fiery  eye  bespoke  a  confidence  which  quailed  not  before,  any  one 
of  that  boat's  crew,  the  Englishmen  were  almost  wonder  stricken  to  see 
a  lad  of  nineteen  daring  the  bully  of  the  brig's  crew  to  a  single  contest. 
"  How  many  of  ye  are  there  ?''  asked  the  bragging  sailor. 
"  Just  as  many  as  your  tarry  toplights  can  see  in  me  !"  answered  the 
apprentice,  placing  his  small,  but  solid  mawlers  in  the  first  position  oi 
the  science  of  self-defence." 

"  May  I  be  slung  aloft  to  slush  the  main-mast,  if  I  didn't  hope  there 
were  as  many  on  ye  as  there  as  reef-points  in  the  old  brig's  main-top 
sail  !''  replied  the  tar,  as  he  leaped  ashore  to  chastise  him  who  he  deem 
ed  would  prove  but  a  child  in  his  hands.  He  was  followed  on  shore  by 
all  the  crew  except  the  young  coxswain. 

"  A  ring  !  a  ring  !  let's  have  fair  play !"  shouted  the  bystanders. 
A  ring  was  quickly  formed — the  crew  of  the  barge  mingled  with  the 
landsmen,  eager  to  see  the  fight,  while  the  combatants  were  preparing 
for  the  seemingly  unequal  consest. 

Bully  Briton  looked  as  if  he  determined  to  make  short  work  of  the 
contest,  and  he  got  under  weigh  man-o'-war-fashion,  and  bore  down  upon 
his  diminutive  antagonist,  very  much  as  a  British  line-of-battle-shit 
would  attempt  to  run  down  a  Yankee  Privateer — one  of  the  Baltimore- 
elipper  models. 

He  bolted  towards  him  with  mawlers  raised  and  would  have  crushed 


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his  antagonist  with  them,  had  they  descended  with  full  force  upon  his 
head :  but  the  sharp  eye  of  the  youth  saw  his  manoeuvre,  and  instead  of 
attempting  lo  parry  the  blow,  or  retreat  from  his  position,  he  crouched 
down,  and  broached  broadside  under  the  bully's  portly  counter,  which 
had  the  effect  to  make  his  fist  fall  upon  vacant  air,  and  his  body  to 
measure  its  length  in  the  mud,  where  it  left  its  impression. 

A  general  shout  of  laughter  rent  the  air  at  the  result  of  this  unique 
performance  of  the  sprightly  boy. 

The  discomfitted  sailor  gathered  himself  up,  all  the  time  blowing  lika 
a  porpoise  and  spitting  soft  mud  from  his  tobacco  mill. 

After  wiping  his  top-lights  clear,  he  espied  his  little  foe,  with  arms  a- 
kimbo,  braced  up  ready  for  a  second  attack.  He  bore  down  again  upon 
his  foe,  like  an  enraged  bull,  taking  good  care,  however,  to  defend  his 
bulk-head  from  being  again  run  into. 

He  let  fly  his  fists  with  considerable  spirit  towards  the  boy's  head, 
but  somehow  or  other  the  head  was  never  where  the  fists  were,  but  kept 
bobbing  up  and  down  like  a  buoy  in  a  chopped  sea,  which  so  bewildet- 
ed  the  brig's  champion,  that  he  hauled  off  for-  the  purpose  of  obtaining 
more  correct  bearings  of  the  ^nemy. 

Having  taken  a  long  breath  01  two,  he  made  a  lee-lurch  at  the  boy 
with  the  expectation  of  getting  him  within  his  arms,  when  he  would 
give  him  a  bear-like  hug,  but  the  youth  evaded  the  noose,  got  in  his 
rear  before  Bull's  clumsy  hulk  could  wear  about,  and  planted  such  a 
hammer-like  blow  beneath  his  right  ear  that  he  fell  as  heavily  as  any 
bull  of  another  species  under  the  stroke  of  a  two-hande'd  iron  sledge. 

Shouts  again  rent  the  air,  and  the  young  sail-maker  was  declared  the 
victor  !  for  Bull  was  too  much  damaged  in  his  upper  warks  to  obtain 
an  upright  position. 

Soon  as  the  shouts  of  victory  had  died  away,  a  drum  and  fife  was 
heard,  and  a  company  of  red-coats  turned  the  corner  of  King  street,  in 
to  India  street,  under  a  forced  march  for  the  scene  of  the  mid-day  dis 
turbances. 

"  The  red-coats  !  the  red-coats !  the  lobster-backs  are  down  upon  us!" 
cried  the  boys  of  the  throng.  "Run  !  run  !  for  your  lives,  or  we  shall 
be  in  the  lobsters'  claws." 

There  was  a  general  stampade — the  multitude  disappeared  in  a  tan 
gent ;  the  young  hero  clambered  up  the  sail  loft  stairs,  and  resumed  his 
work  of  making  grommets  ;  the  cruiser's  men,  after  having  tumbled  their 
bruised  champion  into  the  boat,  quickly  plied  their  oars,  and  were  soon 
treading  the  deck  of  the  brig. 

The  story  of  the  combat  was  faithfully  told  to  all  hands,  and  from 
that  day  their  bully  lost  caste,  and  the  meanest  man  aboard  would  never 
after  permit  himself  to  be  bullied  by  him. 

In  the  meantime  the  two  companies  of  troops  had  disembarked  frem 
the  cruisers  and  had  landed  at  the  Mole. 

The  company  which  had  been  despatched  to  quell  the  row,  and  to 
arrest  any  disturbers  of  the  peace,  found  everything  unusually  quiet, 
where  but  a  few  moments  previous  were  gathered  hundreds. 

They  continued  on  their  march,  and  joining  the  newly  arrived  com* 
2 


22  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 

paniea,  escorted  them  through  the   principal  streets  of  the   town,   th« 
music  playing  the  national  airs  of  Old  England. 

They  finally  arrived  at  the  barracks,  where  the  rank  and  file  took  up 
their  quarters,  while  the  epauletted  gentlemen  of  each  corps  were  pro 
vided  with  more  sumptuous  quarters  at  the  old  Province  House  a  man 
sion  which  the  reader  can  see  to  this  day,  if  he  will  but  take  pains 
to  pass  through  a  narrow  archway  on  Washington  street  nearly  opposite 
the  Old  South  Church. 


CHAPTER  III. 

The  Governor's  Mansion.  His  Excellency  and  the  Commander  of 
the  Cruiser  closeted  together.  The  Instructions.  Arrival  of  the 
wealthy  Merchant.  Domestic  Troubles.  Hypocrisy  of  the  Gov- 
Intrusive  Quaker. 


NOT  far  from  Pemberton  Hill  —  in  '  the  days  that  tried  men's  souls'  — 
stood  a  large  and  handsome  mansion,  which,  compared  with  the 
houses  round,  might  be  considered  the  palace  of  a  nabob  or  nobleman. 
It  was  far,  however,  from  being  the  palace  of  a  nabob,  for  its  occupant 
was  really  "poor  as  a  church  mouse,"  though  he  wore  fine  raiment  and 
fared  sumptuously  every  da*y  ;  neither  was  he  to  our  republican  standard, 
a  nobleman,  although  he  descended  from  a  noble  house  —  had  noble 
blood  in  his  veins  —  that  is,  according  to  the  English  standard  of  the 
quality  of  blood. 

A  man  can  only  be  noble  who  performs  noble  acts.  The  colonial 
governor  of  Massachusetts,  of  that  period,  could  not  stoop  from  his  high 
position  to  do  an  act  of  justice  —  to  perform  a  noble  deed  ;  therefore  the 
occupant  of  this  palace,  clearly,  was  not  what  he  claimed  to  be,  a 
nobleman. 

Had  he  possessed  the  pure  soul  of  a  Washington,  a  Franklin,  a  Han 
cock  or  an  Adams,  he  might  with  better  grace  assumed  to  be  noble. 

The  mansion  we  have  alluded  to  was,  truly,  occupied  at  the  time  of 
which  we  write  by  His  Majesty's  executive  functionary  lor  the  Massa 
chusetts  colony.  Let  us  for  a  moment  take  a  peep  inside. 

In  a  sumptuous,  even  gorgeously  furnished  apartment,  sat  the  lordly 
Governor,  and  the  commander  of  H.  M.  brig  Prometheus,  closeted 
alone. 

They  had  been  in  earnest  conversation  for  some  time,  on  matteri 
touching  several  prisoners,  which  were  to  be  taken  out  to  England,  to 
be  there  tried  for  capital  offences  ;  among  whom  was  the  bold  rebel, 
George  "Winchester,  as  the  Governor  styled  .him. 

Also,  much  passed  between  them  regarding  the  piratical  schooner, 
which  had  been  cruising  upon  the  coast,  capturing  and  destroying  every 
defenceless  craft  which  they  eould  overhaul  ;  the  naval  commander  de 
claring  it  his  belief  that  she  was  at  that  very  moment  in  the  Bay  ;  and 
he  stated  as  the  grounds  of  his  belief,  that  he  had  seen  a  vessel,  pel1- 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROYER.  23 

fectly  answering  her  description,  suddenly  leave  her  moorings,  ran 
through  Shirley  Gut,  and  under  a  cloud  of  canvas  bear  away  for  the 
eastern  shore  of  the  Bay. 

"  What !  dare  she  show  herself  in  our  very  harbor  ?"  ejaculated  the 
Governor. 

"  I  have  no  doubt  the  vessel  I  saw  was  the  Pirate,  Blue  Dragon  !"  an 
swered  the  commander. 

"  Then  why  in  the  name  of  St.  George  and  the  Dragon,  didn't  you 
give  chase  and  capture  this  bold  pirate  ?"  asked  the  Governor,  earnestly. 

"  Had  your  Excellency  but  seen  how  like  a  .huge  white  bird  she 
skimmed  away,  and  had  known  the  bad  condition  and  poor  sailing 
qualities  of  the  cruisers,  laden  as  we  were  with  ammunition,  and  soldiers 
and  their  traps ,  you  would  have  said  that  such  a  chass  were  worse  than 
a  wild-goose  one." 

"  Enough,  captain — your  reasons  are  obvious,"  said  the  Governor, 
"  but  you  must  see  that  the  cruisers  are  in  sailing  trim  by  sunrise  to 
morrow.  When  you  hear  the  morning  gun,  weigh  anchor,  and  in  your 
way  seaward  take  a  look  into  every  inlet  of  both  capes  where  a  vessel 
can  ride.  Let  not  this  scourge  of  the  coast  escape  your  vigilance. 
Should  you  be  so  lucky  as  to  make  her  your  prize,  your  fortune  is  made. 
Send  her  at  once  into  this  port,  with  despatches  to  me,  under  the  con 
voy  of  the  brigantine,  while  you  in  the  brig,  continue  on  your  voyage  to 
London.'' 

"  Your  excellency's  command  shall  be  fulfilled,"  said  the  officer. 

"  Some  time  during  the  night  I  will  see  that  the  prisoners  are  safely 
aboard  the  brig  ;  be  prepared  to  receive  them." 

"  Why  not  this  afternoon,  your  Excellency,  it  would  save  much  time," 
<*uggested  the  commander. 

"  That,  you  must  know,  would  prove  a  somewhat  dangerous  experi 
ment  in  the  present  disaffected  state  of  the  town,"  replied  the  governor 
in  a  subdued  tone.  "  A  mob  force  I  am  apprehensive  might  be  raised 
to  attempt  a  rescue,  especially  should  it  be  discovered  that  one  of  the 
chief  favorites  of  the  disloyal  clubs  is  among  the  prisoners  to  be  sent 
home  for  trial.  I  tell  yous  captain,  it  will  scarcely  be  credited  in  Eng 
land,  when  they  are  told  what  a  rebellious  spirit  there  is  abroad. 
Why  sir,  I,  their  ruler,  am  hardly  safe  when  I  venture  abroad.  They 
even  sneer  at  the  coat-of-arms  on  the  panel  of  my  carriage  door  ;  and 
laugh  at  my  servants  because  they  wear  the  livery  of  a  nobleman.  Bui 
a  day  will  come  when  they  shall  be  made  to  feel  their  folly — these 
treasonous  rebels." 

The  interview  was  here  interrupted  by  the  entrance  of  a  servant, 
who  announced  the  name  of  Morton  Merwin. 

"  Ah  !  the  nabob  merchant — show  him  in,''  said  his  Excellency. 

The  servant  departed. 

"  I'm  always  at  home  to  Merwin.,  captain,"  continued  the  Governor. 
"  Although  an  imbecile  old  man,  he  is,  I  believe,  truly  loyal ;  besides 
his  coffers,  when  our  treasury  is  low  are,  quite  a  convenient  resource,  I 
do  assure  you." 

At  this  moment,  Mr.  Merwin,  the  father  of   Theresa,  entered  the 


Si  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROYER.  _ 

library  with  a  countenance  that  told  plainly  as  words  could  express  it  of 
a  heart  of  sorrow. 

"  Captain   Lacy,  Mr.   Merwin,"  said   the  Governor,  introducing   the 
merchant  to  the  officer.  "  Be  seated  my  friend." 

The  old  gentleman  sat  down  and  sighed  deeply 

'  You  look  ill,  or  rather  I  should  say,  sad,  Mr.  Merwin  —  I   trust  no 
alamity  has  befallen  you." 

"  Alas  !  alas  !"  essayed  the  merchant,  as  he  strove  to  stay  the  un 
bidden  tears  that  came  profusely  from  his  eyes.  "  My  daughter  —  my 
daughter  I" 

"  Merciful  Heavens  !"  exclaimed  his  Excellency,  "  your  daughter  is 
not  dead  !'' 

"  No.  but  I  fear  -  n 

"  I  hope  nothing  serious  has  happened  to  the  beautiful  Theresa  ?"  said 
the  Governor,  enquiringly. 

"  She  heard,  but  this  morning,  of  the  arrest  of  George  Winchester, 
and  of  the  decree  of  the  tribunal.'' 


"  These  things  have  quite  distracted  the  poor  girl.'' 

"  Prithee,  what  is  the  rebel  Winchester  to  her  ?"  queried  the  Governor, 
somewhat  changing  his  tone. 

"  Would  to  Heaven  he  was  nothing  to  her!1'  replied  the  merchant; 
"  but  somehow  or  other  the  hot-headed  youth  has  fairly  stolen  the  girl's 
heart,  and  turned  her  head.  Since  the  news  of  his  arrest  she  has 
thought  of  nothing  —  talked  of  nothing,  but  the  unfortunate  youth.  In 
deed,  your  Excellency,  she  is  inconsolable  !  and  should  he  be  sent  to 
England,  or  be  executed  here,  you  take  the  life  of  my  beloved  child  !'' 

"  Pooh  !  pooh  !  nonsense  !;>  muttered  the  Governor,  sneeringly  ;  ''  when 
once  the  youth  is  out  of  the  way  her  love  for  him  will  soon  fade  out,  de 
pend  upon  it  ;  but  I  trust,  friend  Merwin,''  continued  he,  seriously  ;  "  I 
trust  you  do  not  countenance  your  daughter's  love  for  a  rebel  ?'' 

"  Not  I,  indeed  !''  replied  the  merchant  ;  "  but  on  the  other  hand,  1 
have  done  all  that  in  a  father's  power  lies  to  dissuade  her  from  giving 
the  slightest  encouragement  to  the  reckless  youth  ;  but  what  father  ever 
has  power  to  control  the  affections  of  a  daughter  when  once  firmly  fixed  ! 
I  had  promised  her  hand  to  Thornberg,  thinking  that  so  agreeable  a  gen 
tleman's  love  might  be  reciprocal  ;  but  I  was  mistaken,  his  very  name, 
mentioned  in  her  presence,  causes  her  to  shrink  as  if  a  venomous  reptile 
was  hissing  at  her  feet  ;  ay,  the  very  blood  forsakes  her  cheeks,  and 
seems  to  freeze  in  her  veins.  I  cannot  bear  to  see  my  child  —  my  only 
child  —  thus.  Rather  would  I  consent  to  her  betrothal  to  my  bitterest 
foe,  than  to  see  her  unhappy  —  much  more  than  that  she  should  be  taken 
from  me." 

"  My  friend,  you  look  upon  this  trifling  matter  too  seriously,"  suggested 
the  Governor. 

"  Ah  !  your  Excellency/'  continued  the  merchant  ;  •'  it'*  no  trifling 
matter.  Could  you  but  know  how  dearly  I  love  my  Thereae,  you  would 
think  me  too  calm,  too  indifferent.  To  lose  her  would  make  her  fathej 
a  wretched  old  man,  and  dme  him  quickly  to  his  grave  !  There  would 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROYER.  25 

be  naught  remaining  to  bind  me  to  earth!  It  was  almost  my  death 
blow  when  my  bright  boy  left  his  home,  never  more  to  return.  I  wa& 
sustained  under  that  blow,  for  Providence  has  spared  my  much  loved 
daughter — she  has  lived  to  bless  me  to  this  day — and  now  she  is — oh 
God  !  'tis  more  than  I  can  bear  to  think  of — she  is  distracted — her  mind 
is  almost  on  the  very  verge  of  insanity !" 

"  I  pray  thee,  my  friend,  be  calm,''  said  the  Governor;  "  if  there  is 
anything  in  my  power  to  accomplish,  to  end  these  supposed  evils,  you  aie 
liberty  to  command  my  services.1' 

"  Thanks  !  thanks  !  your  Excellency  !''  said  the  merchant,  with  a  i 
expression  of  gratitude  lighting  up  his  saddened  features.  "  You  can  do 
all  that  I  desire.'' 

"  And  pray  what  is  that  ?" 

"  Liberate  that  reckless  boy — that  George  Winchester  !'' 

•'  Ah  1 — that  my  friend  is  beyond  my  perogative — I  said  anything  in 
my  power/'  remarked  the  Governor. 

"  I  cannot  believe  the  youth  guilty  of  the  two  crimes  with  which  he 
is  charged,"  said  the  merchant. 

"  Your  belief  cannot  alter  the  decree  of  a  tribunal,  Mr.  Merwin.'' 

"  Treasonous  he  may  be,  but  he  is  no  murderer !"  declared  the  mer 
chant  with  emphasis. 

"  You  make  an  unwarrantable  declaration,  my  friend,''  said  the  Gov 
ernor,  striving  to  suppress  an  angry  feeling  which  had  nearly  found  vent 
in  words. 

"  No,  sir,  1  have  evidence,  which  though  it  may  be  regarded  lightly 
by  you  is  as  conclusive  to  my  mind  as  if  it  came  from  an  angel  in 
heaven  !'' 

''  Indeed  !  what  is  the  character  of  this  evidence  ?''  asked  the  Gov- 
erner. 

"  On  the  night  of  the  alleged  assassination  of  the  two  soldiers,  young 
Winchester,  while  accompanying  a  female  to  her  father's  house  was 
attacked  by  three  or  four  ruffians  in  red  coats.  He  defended  himself 
and  his  charge  most  heroically,  slaying  two  of  the  wretches  on  the 
spot !  This,  I  believe  to  be  nothing  but  the  truth,  your  Excellency.'* 

'•  Impossible,  my  friend  !  you  must  have  been  deceived  !"  returned 
the  Governor  "  Your  informant,  I  suppose,  is  the  female  who  accom 
panied  him  ?'' 

"  Your  Excellency  is  right." 

'•  Some  woman  of  doubtful  reputation — eh  Mr.  Merwin  ?" 

"  No,  sir  !"  contradicted  the  merchant,  jumping  to  his  feet  in  anger. 
"  No,  sir  !  THAT  FEMALE  WAS  MY  OWN  DAUGHTER  !"  and  he  brought  his 
fist  with  a  tremendous  force  upon  the  table  before  him. 

"I — I — I  beg  ten  thousand  pardons,  Mr.  Merwin!  I — I — be  seated 
my  friend,'1  stammered  the  Governor,  scarcely  knowing  how  to  quell  the 
tempest  of  indignation  he  had  so  unwittingly  raised. 

His  Excellency  made  so  many  apologies  that,  his  convenient  friend 
finally  became  pacified  and  resumed  his  seat,  and  the  conversation  was 
renewed. 

"  I  could  not  have  suspected  that  the  female  was  your  daughter,"  re- 


26  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 

marked  the  Governor,  "  in  consideration  of  the  locality  of  the  murder, 
affray,  fight,  or  whatever  you  please  to  call  it.  You  must  confess,  Mr. 
Merwin,  that  ladies  are  not  often  £een  in  that  vicinity,  either  with  or 
without  a  protector,  after  nightfall.'' 

"  Very  true,  sir,'  replied  the  merchant,  "  but  my  daughter's  explana 
tion  has  entirely  satisfied  me  on  that  point.'' 

"  Your  daughter  should  have  been  summoned  to  the  examination." 

"  True,  your  Excellency,  but  we  were  not  even  informed  of  his  ar 
rest,  when  at  the  same  time  we  heard  of  his  being  ordered  by  the 
court,  to  be  sent  to  the  old  country  for  trial.  Furthermore,  I  learned 
that  the  examination  was  conducted  in  a  private  manner,  and  in  the 
most  indecent  hate.'' 

"  This  matter  shall  be  enquired  into,"  said  the  Governor. 

"  Then  you  will  countermand  the  order  for  sending  the  youth  to 
England  ?"  said  Merwin,  enquiringly.  "  This  alone  will  pacify  my 
child." 

"  I  must  first  ascertain  how  far  my  prerogative  extends  in  a  case  like 
this,"  said  the  Governor  ;  "  but  rest  assured  it  shall  have  my  most  favor 
able  consideration — more  I  cannot  promise  until  I  have  looked  into  the 
authorities.  As  regards  your  daughter's  unhappy  frame  of  mind,  it  is 
my  advice  that  you  make  an  effort  to  console  her — not  by  holding  out 
a  hope  that  her  fond  desires  will  be  realized,  but  by  impressing  her 
with  a  sense  of  that  duty  which  she  owes  you  ;  teach  her  to  under 
stand  the  true  character  of  her  rebel  lover — that  he  is  *a  wretch,  a 
criminal,  and  not  deserving  one  thought  of  her  virtuous  mind,  rr.uch 
more  the  possessor  of  her  hand,  worthy  to  be  possessed  by  any  noble*- 
man.  Talk  to  her  after  this  fashion,  and  my  word  for  it  she  will  mend 
apace.'1 

The  old  gentleman  shook  his  head  as  if  not  relishing  advice,  which 
he  well  knew  he  had  no  heart  to  put  in  practice. 

"  Say  to  me  that  all  shall  be  done  to  save  the  wayward  youth  in 
your  power,  and  then  I  shall  go  to  my  daughter  with  a  lighter  heart 
than  when  I  left  her,"  said  the  anxious  parent,  as  he  arose  to  depart. 

"  Rely  upon  my  favor,"  answered  the  Governor. 

"  Then  is  there  much  hope  for  my  beloved  child." 

The  merchant  bade  his  Excellency  a  good  morning  and  retired.  His 
carriage,  which  was  in  waiting  at  the  gate,  speedily  conveyed  him 
home,  when  he  acquainted  the  inconsolable  Therese  with  his  partially 
successful  mission  to  the  Governor. 

Mr.  Merwin  had  hardly  passed  beyond  the  door  of  the  Governor'i 
reception  room,  when  his  Excellency  said  to  Captain  Lacey,  who  had 
been  an  interested  spectator  during  the  whole  interview, — 

"That  imbecile  old  nabob  is  well  nigh  in  his  dotage.  He's  an  old  fool 
as  well  as  a  confounded  bore  ;  but  I  find  it  good  policy  to  humor  him." 

"  But,"  asked  Lacey,  "  do  you  really  intend  to  change  your  design  of 
sending  this  rebel  prisoner  to  England  ?'' 

"  Never  !  I'm  not  such  an  impolitic  old  dotard  as  that,"  answered 
the  Governor.  "  But,  captain,  I  desire  that  he  be  conveyed  as  secretly 
as  possible ;  for  it  is  quite  essential  for  me  to  keep  on  good  terms  with 


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the  merchant's  cofiers  ;  as  for  the  old  fool,  stripped  of  his  wealth,  I 
heartily  despise.  I  shall  have  word  given  out,  that  the  prisoner  he 
takes  such  a  paternal  interest  in,  is  confined  at  Castle  William.  Say 
nothing,  captain,  to  discredit  such  a  report,  should  you  chance  to  hear 
it." 

"  You  can  rely  upon  me,  your  Excellency,"  said  the  commander,  ris 
ing.  "  I  will  bid  your  Excellency  adieu,  for  I  perceive  that  it  is  past 
the  hour  when  I  should  have  been  aboard  the  brig." 

"  But  you  will  remain  and  dine  with  me  ?'  said  the  Governor. 

"  I  thank  your  Excellency,  but  you  must  excuse  me.  If  the  cruis 
ers  are  for  sea  to-morrow  morning,  I  must  to  my  post  of  duty.  There 
is  much  to  be  done  before  another  morning's  dawn." 

"  If  you  cannot  tarry,  captain,  here  are  the  despatches  to  the  minis 
try  which  I  spoke  to  you  of,"  resumed  the  Governor,  placing  in  the 
officer's  hands  a  sealed  packet.  "  Be  sure,  captain,  to  let  me  have  a 
good  account  of  those  accursed  Freebooters.  They  have  too  long  been  suf 
fered  to  rove  on  our  coast.  Besides,  it  would  have  a  good  effect  upon  the 
rebels  of  Boston,  could  they  be  sent  here  that  we  might  have  the  satis 
faction  of  stringing  them  up  before  the  populace  ;  at  the  same  time 
giving  them  to  understand  that  the  fate  of  a  pirate  shall  be  the  fate  of 
a  traitor  to  the  King  !" 

The  captain  here  took  his  leave,  promising  th'at  every  effort  should  be 
made  to  capture  the  daring  Freebooter,  and  to  obey  strictly  his  other 
commissions. 

At  the  outer  door  Captain  Lacey  ran  afoul  of  a  tall,  broad-brimmed 
gentleman — being  no  other  than  the  bold  Quaker  who  had  something 
of  an  encounter,  it  will  be  recollected,  with  Thornberg,  at  the  time  of 
the  afiray  in  which  our  hero  was  a  formidable  party. 

"  Out  of  my  way  !''  said  Captain  Lacey,  as  soon  as  he  discovered 
that  the  obstacle  he  had  come  in  such  sudden  contact  with  was  a  lank 
Quaker. 

"Verily,"  said  Broadbrim,  "I  mightest  have  said  the  same  to  thee,  on 
ly  the  spirit  moveth  me  not  to  speak  so  harshly.'' 

The  Quaker  passed  on  into  his  hall  as  if  nothing  more  was  necessary 
lo  be  said,  and  turning  his  amply  covered  head  neither  to  the  right  or 
to  the  left.  He  reached  the  door  of  the  Governor's  apartment,  and 
without  being  announced  or  removing  his  capacious  tile,  he  stood  erect 
before  the  chief  magistrate  of  the  colony. 

i.     "  Governor,"  said  he,   li  I  came  to  give  thee  warning  and  good  coun 
sel." 

"  We'll,  Broadbrim,  be  brief,  for  my  time  is  precious." 

"  Then  let  it  be  known  unto  thee  that  a  multitude  of  strong  men  are 
rising  up  againt  thee:  for  it  is  said  that  thou  thirsteth  for  blood;  ay,  verily, 
for  the  blood  of  the  innocent  boy  thou  has  cast  into  prison.  The  people 
have  much  affection  for  the  youth,  and  I  warn  thee  that  thy  life  hath 
uot  security  one  hour  even,  after  his  death  !" 

"  If  he  is  guilty,  ought  riot  his  life  to  be  forfeited  1"  asked  the  Gover- 
Bor. 

"  Verily,  he  should  suffer,"  replied  the  Quaker  :  "but  George  Win- 


28  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 


cheater,  the  innocent,  suffereth  in  prison,  while  the  guilty  man  stalketh 
abroad,  ay,  even  under  the  light  of  thy  countenance.'' 

"  To  whom  do  you  allude  ?"  inquired  the  Governor. 

"  Thy  friend,  Captain  Thornberg." 

"  'Tis  lalse,  and  you  know  it,  lying  Quaker  !"  exclaimed  the  Gover 
nor  in  a  rage.  "Begone  from  my  presence,  and  be  wary  of  thy  slander 
ous  tongue,  or  you  shall  be  hanged  !" 

"  Verily,  I  shall  depart  from  under  thy  roof.  Thou  wilt  not  listen  to 
he  words  of  the  truth,  therefore  I  leave  thee  to  thy  certain  destruction." 

Uttering  these  words  with  solemn  gravity,  Broadbrim  turned  slowly 
upon  his  heel,  and  walked  moderately  forth  from  the  gubernatorial  man 
sion. 


CHAPTER  IV. 

The  Cruisers  Underweigh.  Huzza  for  Merry  England.  The 
Handsome  Student.  The  Captain  and  the  noble  Middy.  Shriek 
from  the  Stranger.  Peeping  into  Harbors.  Sail  ho!—  The  Crui 
sers  becalmed.  '  Out  with  the  Boats'.  A  slow  Chase.  The  pale 
Student  resolves  to  be  a  Hero  in  the  strife. 

MORNING  dawned — old  Sol  arose  in  all  its  refulgent  splendor,  bathing 
in  golden  light  the  Cross  of  St.  George,  as  its  ample  folds  were  simul 
taneously  displayed  at  the  main  peaks  of  the  King's  Cruisers,  and  at 
the  truck  of  the  flag-staff  on  Fort  Hill,  while  from  the  throats  of  deep- 
mouthed  cannon  belched  forth  smoke  and  flame,  rivalling  the  thunder- 
ings  of  Jupiter  in  his  angriest  mood. 

Both  vessels  had  weighed  anchor — the  brigantine  under  topsail,  top 
gallant  sail,  main-sail  and  jib,  wore  round  and  stood  seaward  while  the 
brig  was  lying-to  on  the  Moat,  in  waiting  for  the  barge,  which  was  to 
take  off  several  passengers,  and  among  others  Captain  Thornberg,  who 
had  been  commissioned  with  the  charge  of  the  prisoners.  There  was 
another  passenger,  who  had  but  that  morning  secured  a  berth  on  board 
the  brig,  who  attracted  no  little  attention  as  the  barge  drew  alongside 
the  brig  and  he  ascended  the  gangway  steps  and  stood  upon  the  quar 
ter  deck. 

He  had  been  introduced  to  the  captain  as  Herman  Percival,  by  a  lady 
with  whom  the  former  was  intimate.  She  gave  the  officer  to  understand 
that  he  was  a  young  student,  bound  for  the  university  at  Oxford,  for 
the  purpose  of  finishing  his  education.  The  chief  cause  of  his  attract 
ing  the  attention  of  officers  and  crew  was  his  handsome  features,  hii 
remarkably  clear  and  delicate  complexion,  and  dove-like  eyes.  He  was 
a  healthy  looking  youth  though  remarkably  effeminate  ;  and  had  he 
not  wore  upon  his  upper  lip  a  thin,  soft  and  sunny  brown  mustache,  one 
would  have  sworn  he  was  a  woman  in  man's  apparrel  ;  but  when  he 
took  of  his  tasselled  cap  to  wipe  the  perspiration  from  his  marble  brow, 
he  displayed  a  head  of  glossy  black  hair  cut  close  all  around,  but  curl 
ing  in  short  ringlets  over  his  head,  seeming  as  if  it  would  curl  in  spite  of 


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combs  and  brushes.  His  voice  was  very  much  like  that  of  a  boy  of 
sixteen,  not  effeminate,  but  a  deep  contralto,  and  the  words  were  forced 
from  his  throat;  as  if  he  had  been  practicing  elocutionary  art. 

"Huzza  for  merry  England  !'7  he  shouted,  waving  his  cap  above  his 
head,  as  the  brig  wore  round,  and  fired  the  signal  gun  for  starting. 

Under  fore  and  main  topsails,  topgallant-sails,  royals,  courses,  stay 
sails,  jib,  and  spanker,  His  Majesty's  brie  Prometheus  howled  alon<r  over 
the  water  with  a  fine  summer  breeze  blowing  over  her  quarter,  and  the 
swiftly  ebbing  tide  favoring  her  speed.  In  one  hour  she  had  passed 
George's  Island,  while  the  brigantine,  pursuant  to  instructions,  was  off 
Nahant,  bearing  away  to  the  northern  shore,  for  the  pnrpose  of  taking 
a  look  into  Salem,  Marblehead  and  other  harbors,  where  a  vessel  of 
the  Blue  Dragon's  tonnage  might  enter  without  grounding.  The  two 
vessels  occasionally  signalized  each  other,  as  one  or  the  other'of  them 
had  taken  a  survey  of  some  obscure  inlet  on  their  passage;  which 
proceeding  seemed  raiher  mysterious  to  all  on  board  of  either  cruiser, 
except  their  respective  commanders. 

"  Captain,  I  dotit  like  to  be  inquisitive,"  said  the  young  middy  touch 
ing  his  cap,  "  but  I'd  almost  give  up  my  warrant  to  be  satisfied  on  one 
point.'1 

"  On  what  point?''  asked  the  commander 

"  Why  we  are  bobbing  in  and  out  of  every  nook,  where  a  fishing 
smack  could  hardly  ride  at  high  water,''  answered  the  reefer. 

"Taking  asurveryof  the  coast,  Ned,"  said  the  captain,  familiarly,  for 
the  young  man  was  quite  a  pet  of  Captain  Laey's,  owing  most  probably 
to  the  fact  of  Ned's  being  the  eldest  son  of  an  English  earl. 

"  Yes,"   replied  the  undisciplined  middy,   "  and    H  we  don't  keep  a 
sharp  look  out,  the  old  brig's  nose  will  yet  be  thumping  on  some  of  these 
rough   looking  reefs,   which  lie  along  so  thickly  on  this  rocky  shore. 
Twice  have  we  barely  escaped  running  head-on." 
"  We  must  keep  a  better  look  out,  then." 

"  Precisely,  captain/'  said  the  young  sprig  of  nobility.  "  Now  tell 
me,  if  you  please,  why  the  brigantine  has  parted  company  with  us  ? 
See  she  is  almost  hull  down." 

"  To  tell  you  the  truth,  Neddy,  we  are  in  hopes  to  have  the  pleasure 
of  a  skirmish  with  our  worst  enemy  before  we  leave  the  Bay." 

"  Our  worst  enemy — who  or  what  is  he  ?'  queried  the  youngster, 
thoughtfully.  "  I  have  it — it  must  be  the  devil ! — old  Nick  himself, 
and  you  wont  find  him  here  on  such  a  rocky  coast  as  this — the  old  chap 
don't  cruise  on  such  waters.  On  a  second  thought,  it  can't  be  the  old 
gentleman  !''  said  the  middy,  laughing  at  his  levity. 

"  Your  first  thought  hit  nearest  the  truth,  Neddy  ;  for  the  craft 
we're  after  is  the  Blue  Dragon,  and  if  her  commander  is  not  Satan 
himself,  he  ought  to  be,  for  he  commands  a  crew  of  demons  !  In  a 
word,  Neddy,  but  speak  not  aloud  so  that  the  crew  will  hear  it,  we're 
after  a  PIRATE  !" 

A  faint  shriek  was  heard  from  some  one  on  the  quarter-deck,  the  tone 
of  which  was  by  no  means  masculine.  The  captain  and  middy  sud 
denly  turned  about  :  there  were  several  persons  either  walking  to  and 


80       THE  REBEL  AND  THE  ROVER. 

fro,  or  seated  upon  the  two  settees,  but  there  was  no  female  among  them: 
indeed  there  was  not  one  of  the  softer  sex  known  to  be  aboard  ;  and 
why  there  should  be  shrieking  where  there  were  no  symptoms  of  dan 
ger  was  not  easily  accounted  for.  Yet  there  was  a  shriek,  and  it  came 
from  the  handsome  young  student  before  described,  but  before  his  fea 
tures  were  scrutinized  by  those  who  suspected  it  proceeded  from  him, 
his  face  had  assumed  that  calm,  contemplative  expression  which  had 
there  rested  before  he  was  moved  to  the  very  heart  by  a  single  word 
which  fell  upon  his  ear,  from  the  lips  of  the  commander. 

The  brigantine,  which  had  been  nearly  hull  down  for  more  than  two 
hours,  again  loomed  up.  A  smoke  was  seen  to  rise  over  her  deck,  and 
in  a  few  moments  the  distant  booming  of  a  gun  came  over  the  waters. 

"  By  St.  George  !"  exclaimed  the  commander,  "that  means  something 
There's  to  be  stirring  work  anon  ;  Lieutenant  Betine  has  made  a  dis 
covery,  that's  certain." 

The  brig  now  changed  her  course,  hauling  off  the  shore  whksh  sk« 
had  closely  hugged  thus  far  down  the  Bay. 

"  Blaze  away  with  the  starboard  forward  gun,  Mr.  Swizzle  !''  t  lid  the 
commander  to  the  gunner. 

The  gunner  responded  by  lighting  his  torch  and  applying  it  to  tH  vent. 
A  peal  went  forth  which  startled  thousands  of  sea-fowl  from  their  Depose, 
and  in  the  recoil  of  the  gun  the  vessel  trembled  from  stem  to  stei  i. 

The  two  vessels  were  rapidly  approaching — the  brig  sailing  /*-ne  N 
E.,  while  the  brigantine  was  directing  her  course  due  S.  E.,  they  being 
nearly  on  a  line  north  and  south  when  they  exchanged  signals.  The 
tact  that  the  brigantine  sailed  on  a  south-east  course,  convinced  L/f  \>tain 
Lacey  that  his  brother  captain  had  descried  something  which  he  p*  ye\ 
had  been  unable  to  discern. 

"  Hillo  !  aloft  there  !''  cried  out  Lacey  to  a  midshipman  in  the  PVM-V 
top.  "Any  strange  sail  in  sight "?" 

"  No,  sir." 

"  Keep  a  bright  look-out  to  the  south-east !"  said  the  captain. 

"  Ay,  ay,  sir,"  was  the  response. 

Fifteen  minutes  elapsed,  she  keeping  her  course  under  a  light  breeze, 
when  the  middy  cried  : 

"  Sail  ho  !'' 

The  commander,  without  parley,  jumped  into  the  main  rigging,  with 
glass  in  hand,  and  taking  a  survey  beyond  a  tongue  of  land  extending 
from  the  cape,  he  descried  the  sails  and  rigging  of  a  schooner,  apparent 
ly  lying  to  for  the  corning  down  of  the  brigantine.  The  hull  of  the  for 
mer  was  yet  concealed  from  view  by  the  land,  but  in  a  f£w  momenta 
was  in  full  view.  d 

"  By  Jupiter  !  it  is  the  Pirate  !"  exclaimed  the  captain,  leaping  upon 
the  quarter  deck. 

This  sudden  and  unexpected  announcement  startled  every  man  on 
the  brig's  deck,  and  every  eye  was  strained  to  catch  a  glimpse  of  the 
bold  freebooter. 

Presently  the  schooner  was  seen  to  wear  around,  and  bear  outwardly. 

"  Crowd  on  every  stitch  of  canvass,  Mr.  Mason,"  said  Lacey  to  the 
•ailing-master  "  the  devil  shows  us  his  tail !" 


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The  brig  changed  her  course,  and  all  three  vessels  were  now  crowd 
ing  on  due  east.  The  brigantine  being  less  than  half  a  league  astern 
of  the  Pirate,  while  the  brig  was  nearly  a  league. 

It  was  now  about  four  bells  P.  M.,  and  as  the  day  advanced  the  wind 
lulled,  and  there  was  but  a  gentle  summer  breeze  blowing.  The  surface 
of  the  ocean  was  scarcely  ruffled,  yet  there  was  a  long  ground  swell 
'which  kept  the  vessels  rolling,  so  that  the  guns  of  the  brig  ^occasionally 
reached  the  water's  surface.  In  another  hour  it  was  a  perfect  calm, 
and  the  sails  hung  loosely  from  the  spars  of  each  vessel. 

"  Out  with  the  boats  !"  cried  the  captain.  "  If  we  don't  overhau 
the  devil  before  the  stars  begin  to  glimmer,  he'll  surely  escape  us." 

The  brig's  boats  were  lowered  and  manned  with  full  crews  ;  a  line 
was  run  out,  and  with  hearty  pulls  they  commenced  towing  the  ves 
sel.  Notwithstanding  her  deep  draught  she  moved  through  the  water 
at  a  rate  of  three  knots.  By  keeping  the  boats  on  a  line  with'  the  bri 
gantine,  they  were  concealed  from  the  Pirates  view.  Soon,  how 
ever,  they  were  near  the  stern  of  the  brigantine,  and  were  obliged 
to  show  themselves  so  that  the  brig  could  shoot  by. 

Captain  Lacey  hailed  the  brigantine,  and  after  a  short  parley  con 
cerning  the  anticipated  battle,  her  boats,  fully  manned,  were  added  to 
those  of  the  brig,  By  the  combined  efforts  of  both  sets  of  crews,  the 
brig  made  tolerable  headway,  and  was  perceptibly  gaining  on  the  schoon- 
or,  notwithstanding  her  boats  were  out,  and  the  buccaneers  plying  their 
oars  with  long  and  graceful  sweeps  as  if  their  lives  depended  upon  their 
escape  from  the  British  cruisers. 

"  We  shall  have  hot  work  soon,  lads  !"  said  the  brig's  commander,  as 
he  walked  fore  and   aft  the   deck,  addressing  the  men.     "  Remember, 
that  we  have  no  honorable  foe  to   deal  with,  but   the  enemy  of  all  who 
dare  venture  upon  the  sea — robbers  !  murderers  !  bloody,  ruthless  devils 
Remember,  too,  that  if  we  chance   to  be  overpowered — though  I  appre 
hend  no  such   disgraceful  result   is  awaiting  us — we  are   doomed  men 
we  shall  be  compelled  to  walk  the   plank  with   thirty-two  pound   shots 
chained  to  our  ancles  !     In  a  word,  they  give  no  quarter — they  will  sell 
their  lives  dearly  !     Let  us  show  them  that  Britons'  lives  are  as  dear  as 
theirs.1' 

At  this  moment  a  flash  was  seen  to  issue  from  the  schooner's  stern, 
and  a  shot  was  seen  riccochetting  over  the  water,  towards  them,  but 
fell  short  several  rods  ahead  of  the  foremost  boat. 

"  Pull,  pull,  my  hearties  !''  cried  the  captain,  to  the  boat's  crew,  as  he 
watched  the  progress  of  the  heavy  shot  from  the  bow  of  the  brig 
"  Pull  away  !  we  shall  be  aboard  of  the  devil's  craft  soon.1' 

Orders  were  now  given  for  clearing  the  deck  for  action — the  guns 
were  shotted,  boarding  pikes,  cutlasses  and  muskets  were  brought  on 
deck,  and  arranged  in  order,  and  everything  alow  and  aloft  put  in  readi 
ness  for  a  desperate  battle." 

"  Pipe  all  hands  to  quarters,  Mr.  Marlin,  '  said  the  captain, 

The  boatswain's  whistle  screamed,  its  shrill  note  penetrating  every 
part  of  the  vessel,  summoning  the  seamen  to  duty.  Promptly  they  re 
sponded  to  the  call,  and  every  tar  was  soon  at  his  post.  A  sraaU  com. 


32  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 

pany  of  marines  were  under  arms  below,  ready  to  rush  to   the  deck  at 
the  first  roll  of  the  drum. 

From  the  midst  of  the  bustling  scene  on  deck  the  valiant  Cap 
tain  Thornberg  was  suddenly  missing.  The  first  gun  from  the  Pi 
rate  seemed  to  be  his  signal  for  vanishing  beneath  the  deck.  Whether 
he  thought  his  august,  portly  presence  took  up  too  much  room  on  the 
brigs  quarter,  or  whether  he  entertained  any  fear  for  his  personal  safety, 
we  shall  leave  the  reader  to  infer  from  subsequent  proceedings.  Cer 
tain  it  is,  that  he  locked  himself  in  his  state-room,  and  tumbled  into  his 
berth,  his  limbs  shaking  and  his  teeth  chattering,  as  if  he  were  seized 
with  a  sudden  fit  of  ague. 

The  young,  handsome  student,  however,  still  remained  on  deck, 
watching  the  stirring  busy  scene  before  him,  and  occasionally  glancing 
his  mild  clear  eye  towards  the  schooner.  The  delicate  crimson  tints, 
which  had  imparted  beauty  and  freshness  to  his  cheeks,  had  vanished, 
and  there  was  a  slight  quivering  of  the  lip  observable. 

"  You  have  never  witnessed  a  sea-fight,"  observed  Captain  Lacey,  as 
he  observed  that  the  youth's  countenance  had  grown  pale. 

"  Never,  sir  !"  he  answered,  the  words  almost  sticking  in  his  throat. 
"  You  can  go  below,"  said  the  captain,  who  seemed  to  have  taken  an 
interest  in  his  delicate  looking  passenger  ;  "  and  I  advise  you  to  do  so 
as  soon  or  before  we  commence  the  battle.  I  perceive  the  gallant  cap 
tain  of  the  guards  has  already  stowed  his  portly  carcass  out  of  sight. 
There  will  be  less  danger  below,  my  lad." 

The  officer  turned  away  to  resume  his  duty,  and  the  youth,  with  a 
tear  glistening  in  his  eye,  as  he  gazed  into  the  clear  blue  vault  above, 
said,  inaudibly — 

"  To  Heaven  I  look  for  protection  in  the  hour  of  peril  !  Oh  !  God  ! 
inspire  me  with  courage,  and  nerve  my  arm  for  the  strife  !" 

A  moment  more  flitted  by,  and  the  youth  dashed  the  tear  from  his 
eye,  started  .to  his  feet,  walked  across  the  deck  and  descended  into  the 
cabin.  In  a  few  minutes  he  reappeared  and  walked  the  deck  with  a 
firm  step.  He  had  strapped  a  belt  around  his  waist,  and  had  provided 
himself  with  a  pair  of  pistols  and  stilletto.  His  cheeks  were  no  longer 
pale,  but  were  suffused  with  a  crimson  glow ;  the  lips  no  longer  quiver 
ed,  but  were  firmly  compressed  ;  the  eyes  no  longer  beamed  mildly, 
but  shot  forth  their  latent  fire".  His  whole  bearing  seemed  that  of  a 
young  hero  resolving  to  "  do  or  die  !" 

The  captain  smiled  approvingly  upon  his  show  of  courage ;  and  with 
his  own  hand  he  buckled  a  light  but  keen  sabre  to  the  side  of  Herman 
Percival. 

Never  did  the  ocean  look  calmer,  or  more  beautiful ;  but  there  w%s  a 
storm  gathering  in  the  heavens ;  the  elements  were  soon  to  rage  with 
violence.  The  small  cloud  not  a  span  in  length  was  yet  unperceived 
by  the  ciuisers  or  the  pirates,  so  intent  were  they  all  in  preparing  for 
viotorv  w  death  ' 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER.  33 

CHAPTER  V. 

The  deck  of  the  Blue  Dragon.  Arthur  Brunei,  the  young  Chieftain. 
The  way  he  gained  his  position.  Approach  of  the  Brig,  The 
First  Shot  and  the  first,  Blood.  The  Combat.  The  Storm.  Vic 
tory  of  the  Buccaneers. 

THE  deck  of  the  bold  Buccaneer  presented  a  scene  of  activity  and 
energy  scarcely  equalled  on  board  of  either  of  the  cruisers.  Arthur 
Brunei,  the  youngest  chief  of  the  Pirates,  began  to  display  that  tact  and 
energy  which  was  predicted  by  his  lieutenant  to  Bossle,  the  boatswain, 
on  the  occasion  of  the  suspicious  interment.  Every  man  aboard  in 
spired  by  their  new  commander's  bearing,  and  his  encouraging  speech, 
worked  with  a  hearty  will,  and  put  her  deck  in  better  fighting  condition 
than  any  pirate  aboard  had  ever  seen  it.  The  rneri  in  the  boats  pulled 
with  alacrity,  cheered  by  the  manly  ring  of  their  chiefs  voice. 

"  The  brig  is  last  gaining  upon  us,"  said  the  lieutenant,  who  had  just 
been  taking  an  observation  through  his  glass. 

"  And  the  brigantine  V  inquired  Brunei. 

"  Nearly  a  league  astern — making  no  perceptible  headway,"  was  the 
answer. 

"  That  is  well/'  said  the  chief.  "  They  don't  yet  suspect  my  design  : 
but  keep  a  sharp  look-out,  Sedley,  and  report  the  first  change  in  their 
mancBuvre,  Manuel,"  said  he,  addressing  the  gunner,  "  toss  another  stern 
chaser  towards  the  brig,  just  to  measure  the  distance." 

"  Si,  capitan,''  replied  the  gunner,  an  old  Spanish  pirate,  who  had 
done  service  under  several  of  the  most  noted  corsair  chiefs  the  world 
ever  knew.  "  Shall  I  damage  the  boats,  or  try  the  thickness  of  her 
hull  between  wind  and  water  ?'' 

"  No,  Manuel,"  replied  Brunei,  "  do  not  cripple  the  brig  or  her  boata 
just  now.  When  we  have  led  the  brig  on  this  wild-goose  chase  sufficient 
ly  far  from  the  brigantine,  to  answer  our  purpose,  then  we'll  show  her 
the  calibre  of  our  guns." 

"  Si,  si,  Senor  Capitan — I  understand  !"  said  the  gunner,  chuckling 
at  the  thought  of  his  chief's  design,  which  had  thus  been  revealed  to 
him. 

"  Fire  over  him,"  said  the  chief. 

"  Si,  si,  Senor." 

The  Spaniard  elevated  the  long  gun,  and  taking  good  aim,  he  seized 
the  torch,  and  flourishing  it  over  his  head  he  applied  it  to  the  piece. 
When  the  smoke  cleared  away,  the  chief  exclaimed — 

"By  St.  lago  !  a  capital  shot,  Manuel  !  you  have  spoiled  the  cruiser's 
fo're-royal  yard,  for  one  end  of  it,  I  perceive,  is  sent  down  without  order.1' 

The  gunner  gave  a  gratified  grin,  and  went  forward. 

"  What's  the  distance  between  the  cruisers,  now,  Sedley  ?"'  enquired 
the  chief. 

"  About  four  miles,  as  nearly  as  I  can  judge  by  their  position  with  re£ 
erence  to  the  land,"  was  the  reply. 

"  Enough,"   said    Brunei.       "  Bossle,"  he   continued,  turning,  to    the 


34  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 

boatswain,  "  order  in  the  boats — i.et  it  be  done  as  quickly  and  as  quietly 
as  possible.'' 

"  Ay,  ay,  sir/'  replied  the  old  pirate,  and  gazing  for  a  moment  with 
an  expression  of  pride  upon  the  animated  features  of  his  chief  he 
turned  to  obey  the  order. 

"  That's  a  chief,  now,  after  my  own  heart,  Manuel,"  said  Bossle  to 
the  gunner,  after  he  had  ordered  in  the  boats.  "  We  shall  soon  become 
reconciled  to  the  loss'  of  old  Gaspar." 

"  Si,  si,''  answered  the  Spaniard,  "  but  he  wants  a  Spanish  temper  to 
become  a  true  rover.  I  know  the  youth  lacks  not  courage." 

"  Courage  !"  repeated  the  boatswain  ;  "  he'll  fight  like  a  lion,  or  may 

I  be  d d  for  judgment.     I   tell  you  he'd  grapple  with  the  devil 

himself  without  flinching.  "We've  made  a  good  choice,  depend  upon  it. 
I  can  see  by  his  sparkling  lights  that  he's  full  of  fight  as  a  young 
bloodhound.  Oh,  we'll  have  rare  sport  under  our  valiant  leader,  and 
we  are  to  have  a  taste  pretty  shortly.  See,  how  nobly  he  bears  himself 
— and  not  yet  five  days  a  commander.'' 

The  boatswain  spake  with  much  truth  ;  indeed  he  was  not  extrava 
gant  in  the  encomiums  he  lavished  upon  their  youthful  chieftain.  Truly, 
Arthur  Brunei  was  no  ordinary  being,  either  in  those  qualities  which 
command  the  subserviency  of  those  less  intellectually  endowed,  or  in 
that  courage  or  coolness  requisite  in  the  excitement  of  battle,  or  in  other 
gieat  perils.  He  also  possessed  more  pleasing  qualities  than  is  frequent 
ly  allowed  to  man,  and  had  the  power  to  win  friends  where  he  might 
expect  foes.  He  was  a  truly  handsome  man — an  Adonis  in  form  and 
feature — an  open,  and  apparently  honest  countenance,  and  not  that 
fienaish,  serpent-like  expression  which  every  pirate  is  supposed  to  have 
strongly  marked  upon  his  features.  There  was  an  absence  even  of  those 
hairy  appendages,  the  moustache,  the  imperial  and  whiskers,  with  which 
piratical  heroes  are  invariably  painted.  Truly,  he  looked  as  anti-pirati 
cal  as  possible,  if  we  except  the  pistols,  the  sabre,  and  yataghan,  which 
he  carried  about  his  person.  His  age  was  scarcely  twenty-two  years, 
and  yet  he  h*d  gained  the  command  of  the  pirate  schooner,  by  first 
shooting  old  Graspardo,  his  predecessor,  and  then  proclaiming  himself 
Chief! 

It  appeared  that  he  had  an  old  and  bitter  grudge  against  the  blood 
thirsty  GaspaiJo,  and  long  had  he  sought  for  a  reasonable  apology  to 
slay  him ;  but  a  good  and  sufficient  one  did  not  occur  until  the  night 
previous  to  the  burial  scene  already  described. 

The  tragedy  occurred  while  the  buccaneers  were  enjoying  a  grand 
bacchanalian  revel  in  the  cabin  of  the  Blue  Dragon.  Being  inflamed 
with  wine,  old  Gaspar,  with  that  diabolical  recklessness  which  had  ever 
characterized  him,  drew  a  loaded  pistol  from  his  belt  and  discharged  it 
under  the  table.  The  ball  took  effect  in  the  leg  of  a  pirate,  seated 
apposite,  and  so  shocking  was  the  wound,  the  surgeon  declared  amputa 
tion  necessary  to  save  the  man's  life.  Arthur  Brunei,  who  sat  beside 
the  wounded  man,  on  hearing  him  utter  a  heart-rending  groan,  and  be- 
nulding  the  shattered  limb,  arose  from  his  seat,  drew  his  pistol,  and  with 
the  utmost  coolness  and  ^liberation,  aimed  it  at  the  head  of  the  reckless 


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offender  and  fired.  The  ball  reached  his  brain,  arid  Gaspardo  (sfoncilazo, 
the  brutal  Chief,  fell  upon  the  floor  a  corpse  ! 

''  Death  to  him  who  scruples  not  to  maim  any  of  us  without  a  provo 
cation  !''  was  his  exclamation,  and  justification  for  the  deed,  as  he 
pulled  the  fatal  trigger. 

"  The  avengement  is  just  !"  cried  the  second  lieutenant.  "  Such  a 
brute  deserved  not  to  live  !  Let  us  drink  a  flagon  to  the  avenger !"  he 
shouted,  as  he  filled  up  a  golden  goblet  to  the  brim. 

Those  of  the  crew  who  had  witnessed  the  foul  deed  of  their  old  Chief, 
and  saw  how  summarily  he  had  been  avenged  by  the  first  lieutenant, 
followed  the  example  of  the  second  lieutenant,  and  drank  ofF  a  full 
bumper  in  honor  of  the  avenger. 

That  night,  Arthur  Brunei  was  raised  to  the  first  command  of  the 
Blue  Dragon,  and  proclaimed  Chieftain  of  the  Free  Rovers  of  the 
A-tlantic  I 

But  we  are  digressing  from  the  true  course  of* our  yarn,  and  we  now 
return  to  the  Corsair  vessel,  whose  boats  had  dropped  alongside,  and 
now  lay  drifting  with  the  tide,  while  the  brig,  making  all  headway 
possible  with  four  boats,  was  fast  approaching.  When  within  a  hundred 
yards  a  shot  from  the  Prometheus  came  whizzing  over  the  Pirate's  deck, 
and  the  Cross  of  St.  George  was  now  displayed  from  her  main  peak. 
Simultaneously  was  run  up  to  the  main  truck  of  the  schooner,  the  blood- 
red  flag  of  the  buccaneers,  bearing  upon  it,  as  a  device,  a  blue  dragon. 

"  Fight  coolly,  men,  until  we  come  to  close  quarters,  then  fight  like 
devils !"  said  the  chief  as  he  walked  the  deck.  "  Let  victory  or  death 
be  our  motto  !  Those  who  will  fight  for  victory,  can  only  escape  to  be 
Qung  in  chains.'' 

These  words  had  scarcely  escaped  his  lips  when  a  shot  from  the  brig 
skipped  across  the  water  and  was  buried  in  the  stout  bulwark  of  the 
schooner.  Another  and  another  followed  in  quick  succession,  and  one 
of  the  pirates  fell  upon  the  deck,  his  body  being  cut  nearly  in  twain  by 
an  eighteen  pound  shot. 

Not  a  gun  as  yet  had  been  discharged  from  the  Blue  Dragon's  battery, 
although  every  piece  was  double-shotted,  and  by  each  crouched  a  gun 
ner  with  a  lighted  match,  ready  to  pour  death  and  destruction  upon 
their  English  enemies. 

Young  Brunei  hurried  fore  and  aft  the  decks  uttering  rapid  command* 
to  his  impatient  men. 

"  Fire  not  a  gun  until  I  give  the  signal !"  was  his  stern  order. 
"  Then  aim  with  precision  and  blaze  away  !  Better  will  it  be  to  lose 
a  man  or  two  than  suffer  ourselves  to  be  captured  !" 

Meanwhile  a  good  sailing  breeze  had  sprung  up,  and  the  brig  was 
now  bearing  down  upon  the  larboard  quarter  of  the  schooner,  and  at 
intervals  firing  her  bow-chasers.  "When  within  hailing  distance  she 
wore  away  so  as  to  present  her  whole  starboard  battery  broadside  to 
the  Pirate. 

"  Schooner  ahoy  !"  shouted  Captain  Lacey,  through  his  trumpet, 
ihewing  his  head  just  above  the  tafirail. 

"  Hillo !''  answered  Brunei  in  a  trumpet  tone,  boldly  stepping  upon 
the  taffrail,  thus  displaying  his"  whole  figure  to  his  enemy. 


36  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROYER. 


"  Surrender !  and  send  your  boat  aboard  ?"  commanded  Lacey. 
.  "  To  whom  T  cried  the  Pirate  Chief. 

"  To  His  Majesty's  brig  Prometheus,  Lacey,  commander  !"  answered 
the  Englishman.  "  There's  no  escape  for  you  !  Be  lively — or  I'll 
blow  you  out  of  the  water  !" 

"  Ay,  ay,  sir — presently,''  replied  Brunei,  who  ordered  his  light  gig 
around  to  the  larboard  gangway,  simply  to  procrastinate,  for  the  tw« 
vessels  were  still  nearing  each  other. 

"  Strike  that  bloody  ensign  !"  commanded  the  Englishman  pompous 
ly,  who  flattered  himself  that  he  had  overawed  the  Jouccaneers.  and 
they  were  about  to  surrender  themselves  into  his  hands  without  resist 
ance. 

<k  Ay,  ay,  sir,"  replied  the  chief,  and  he  laid  his  hands  upon  the  en- 
pign  halliards,  at  the  same  time  shouting — 

"  Ready,  boys  !     Fire  !" 

The  whole  battery  thundered  at  the  same  moment,  and  a  shower  of 
grape  and  large  shot  was  poured  into  the  brig  with  murderous  effect. 
More  than  one  third  of  the  officers  and  crew,  who  were  upon  the  deck 
at  the  moment,  were  either  killed  or  wounded  !  The  thought  was 
dreadful,  appalling  to  the  stoutest  heart ;  and  to  add  to  the  dismay  oi 
the  Britons,  the  foremast  was  shot  away  by  a  chain  shot  and  fell  length 
wise  upon  her  deck,  rendering  confusion  worse  confounded,  arid  so  lum 
bering  the  starboard  side  that  a  portion  of  her  guns  could  not  be  work 
ed  until  the  spars  and  rigging  were  cleared  away.  Yet,  with  the  pieces 
that  were  not  disabled,  the  Britons  blazed  away,  and  they  told  fearfully 
upon  the  schooner's  deck,  before  they  reloaded  their  pieces.  The  schoon- 
ei  ranged  ahead  until  she  could  gain  a  position  to  rake  her  enemy  for*! 
and  aft,  when  she  poured  in  another  destructive  fire,  which,  however, 
did  more  damage  to  the  hull  of  the  brig  than  her  en  w. 

Meanwhile  a  heavy,  black  cloud  had  obscured  the  setting  sun  and 
had  now  spread  its  vast  wings  across  the  western  sky.  Soon  it  came 
sweeping  along  down  the  bay  with  violence,  and  overspread  the  whole 
canopy  of  heaven.  The  lightning  began  to  flash  vividly,  and  the  thun 
ders  crashed  and  rumbled  almost  incessently.  Anon,  the  rain  descended 
in  torrents,  the  wind  blew  in  fitful  gusts,  and  the  old  ocean  rolled  and 
dashed  over  the  distant  breakers,  as  if  not  to  be  outdone  in  the  war 
ring  .of  the  elements. 

The  awful  sublimity  of  the  scene  would,  on  ordinary  occasions,  have 
appalled  the  stoutest  hearts  ;  but  the  bold  Britons  and  the  fierce  Buc 
caneers,  in  their  madness,  scarcely  heeding  the  roar  of  contending  ele 
ments,  amid  the  thundering  of  their  own  artillery,  the  curses  and  im 
precations  of  desperate  men,  and  the  shrieks  and  groans  of  the  wound 
ed  and  dying.  Both  crews  fought  like  so  many  fiends  from  the  infernal 
regions,  though  it  was  evident  to  the  brig's  commander  that  the  battle 
was  against  him,  and  had  he  been  engaged  with  an  honorable  foe,  he 
would  have  surrendered,  for  the  purpose  of  saving  the  lives  of  his  men; 
but  to  surrender  to  a  bloody  pirate  would  only  result  in  sacrificing  the 
lives  of  his  men  to  a  cruel  death — perhaps  a  death  of  torture. 

A.  few  more  broadsides  were  exchanged,  the  brig  now  lay  a  crippled 


THE  REBEL  AND  THE  ROVER.       37 

craft,  drifting  at  the  mercy  of  the  element.  The  Blue  Dragon  was 
yet  in  working  condition,  giving  the  pirates  great  advantage  over  the 
obstinate  Englishmen. 

"  One  broadside  more,  my  boys  !''  shouted  the  Pirate  Chief. 

The  efiect  was  truly  appalling,  and  more  than  a  score  of  human  be 
ings  were  swept  into  eternity. 
"Cease  firing  '."  now  commanded  the  chief,  "and  prepare  for  boarding." 

The  schooner  had  sailed  completely  around  the  Prometheus,  and  wag 
now  within  musket  shot  on  her  starboard  quarter.  She  stood  up  boldly 
and  ran  along  side,  notwithstanding  the  company  of  marines,  which 
had  suffered  but  little,  comparatively,  during  the  engagement,  were 
now  ranged  on  the  quarter-deck,  together  with  some  twenty  seamen  for 
the  purpose  of  rebelling  the  expected  attack. 

The  pirate's  lieutenant  led  the  boarding  party,  but  he  had  no  sooner 
stepped  his  foot  on  the  gunwale  of  the  brig,  than  he  was  pierced  to  the 
heart  with  a  boarding  pike,  and  was  precipitated  into  the  waves  ;  at 
the  same  time  a  sharp  volley  of  musketry  irom  the  marines  was  poured 
upon  them  and  half  a  score  more  of  pirates  lay  weltering  in  their  gore. 
The  boarders,  in  consequence  were  arrested  in  their  desperate  career, 
but  on  hearing  the  tones  of  the  Captain's  voice,  and  beheld  him  ag 
he  leaped  to  the  very  spot  where  his  lieutenaut  a  moment  before  stood, 
and  with  his  cutlass  cut  down  the  very  man  who  had  Bent  his  compan 
ion  to  his  last  account,  they  rallied  without  a  shout,  and  carried  the 
quarter-deck  with  a  single  determined  effort. 

The  pirates  had  now  almost  complete  mastery  of  the  brig.  Many 
ii  the  crew  finding  further  resistance  vain,  leaped  overboard  ;  and  they 
out  followed  the  example  of  their  commander,  as  well  as  the  valiant 
Thornberg,  who,  after  miraculously  escaping  death  by  an  eighteen 
pound  shot,  which  came  crashing  through  his  state-room,  rushed  upon 
deck,  only  to  take  his  chance  of  salvation  by  leaping  overboard,  rather 
than  to  fall  by  the  weapons  of  the  audacious  sea-barbarians  as  he  most 
aptly  termed  the  corsairs. 

Fortune  seemed  to  smile  upon  those  who  followed  the  two  captains 
overboard  ;  for  it  happened  that  two  boats,  scarcely  injured,  were  at 
the  gangway  steps.  They  were  quickly  occupied  by  the  remnant  of 
the  crew,  who  had  desparingly  chosen  a  watery  grave,  and  before  the 
Pirates  had  even  imagined  there  were  any  means  of  escape,  they  had 
shoved  off  and  were  rowing  for  dear  life  towards  the  brigantine,  which 
had  stranded  on  a  sandy  shoal,  about  a  league  to  windward,  during  the 
storm.  It  being  quite  dark,  the  boats  made  an  effectual  escape. 


38  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROYER. 


CHAPTER  VI. 

The  Sinking  Brig.  Discovery  of  the  Rebel  Prisoners.  The  Stu 
dent  Boy.  His  Daring  Defence.  Remarkable  leniency  oj  the 
Buccaneer  Chief.  His  unaccountable  interest  in  the  Student. 
Abandonment  of  the  Brig.  She  founders.  Tlie  Cutter  reaches 
the  Schooner  in  safety 

THE  storm  had  now  ceased — the  elements,  which  had  raged  with 
violence  for  two  hours,  were  now  hushed  in  repose.  The  battle,  too, 
had  ceased,  and  the  blood-red  banner  of  the  bold  buccaneers  floated 
triumphantly  at  mast-head. 

The  proud  ensign  of  the  Briton,  tattered  and  torn,  and  bathed  in 
human  gore,  was  lying  upon  the  quarter-deck,  an  almost  undistinguish- 
able  thing,  to  be  trampled  under  the  feet  of  daring  ocean  outlaws. 

From  stem  to  stern  were  strewn  the  bodies  of  men,  who  had  bravely 
fought  until  cut  down  by  the  iron  hail  of  their  merciless  foes,  lying  in 
death's  cold  embrace ;  but,  there  were  remaining  some  half  a  dozen, 
lying  promiscuously  among  their  slain  companions,  who  were  yet  strug 
gling  with  grim  Death,  and  groaning  in  agony  from  ghastly  wounds 

Indeed,  it  was  almost  a  mercy  in  the  Corsair  victors,  that  they  put  a 
summary  termination  to  their  torments  with  the  keen  edges  of  their 
scimetars. 

Arthur  Brunei,  the  young  but  bold  Chief,  gazed  upon  this  the  first 
bloody  exploit  under  his  command,  with  feelings  a  little  akin  to  those 
which  animated  his  brave  band. 

They  rent  the  air  with  victorious  shouts  of  joy. 

He  tried  to  swell  the  triumph  with  that  clarion  voice  which  was 
heard  so  often  above  the  roar  of  the  elements  and  the  tumult  of  the 
conflict ;  but  the  "  huzza  !"  stuck  in  his  throat. 

He  could  not  respond  to  wild  paeans  of  joy,  while  standing  upon  the 
bloody  deck  of  the  captured  vessel  and  beholding  scores  of  men  who  had 
been  sent  to  their  last  account  by  his  orders — his  own  countrymen,  too ; 
for  Arthur  Brunei  .like  the  notorious  corsair,  Captain  Kidd,  was  an  Eng 
lishman. 

There,  too,  beneath  his  bewildered  gaze,  was  the  Cross  of  St,  George, 
the  first  flag  under  which  he  sailed,  before  his  hand  was  stained  with 
crime,  and  under  which  ;  with  the  boldness,  energy  and  tact  that  ho 
had  already  evinced,  his  name  might  have  been  enrolled  upon  the  pillar 
of  Britain's  naval  glory. 

There  he  now  stood  contemplating  the  destruction  and  misery  he  hnrl 
caused — the  souls — the  unshriven  soul*,  perhaps — he  had  sent  to  t'"\r 
last  account ;  and  he  could  have  better,  at  that  moment,  cried  "  Amen  ! 
Amen  !''  to  a  fervent  prayer  to  his  God,  for  mercy  upon  their  souls. 

He  was  droused  from  his  contemplations,  by  a  tap  upon  the  shoulder 
His  lieutenant,  and  boon  companion,  Sedly,  stood  beside  him. 

"  Chief,1' said  he;  "what's  to  be  done?  The  brig  is  settling  fast. 
The  carpenter  reports  three  shots  between  wind  and  water." 

Man  the  pumps — send  the  boatswain  and   five  men  to  accompany 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER.  89 

me  in  searching  the  brig  below — order  the  remainder  of  our  men  to  go 
aboard  the  schooner.'' 

These  orders  were  given  in  a  hurried  manner,  and  his  subordinate 
went  at  once  to  see  them  executed. 

Bossle,  with  five  men,  joined  their  chief,  and,  with  torches  in  their 
hands,  descended  into  the  cabin.  Finding  no  treasure,  with  the  excep 
tion  of  a  few  valuable  trinkets,  they  proceeded  forward,  hoping  to  find 
what  wa?  the  all-desirable  commodity  to  them,  to  wit :  gold  and  silver. 

Aiter  penetrating  into  every  place  where  such  commodities  might  be 
supposed  to  be  concealed,  and  breaking  open  lockers  and  boxes,  and 
staving  casks  and  barrels  they  were  on  the  point  of  abandoning  the 
search  as  well  as  the  brig,  when  they  heard  the  sobs  and  groans  of  a 
human  voice,  proceeding  as  they  seemed  from  the  extreme  forward  part 
of  the  vessel,  whereupon  Brunei  hastened  to  the  spot,  and  there  behind 
some  empty  harness-casks,  he  beheld  a  scene  which  somewhat  startled 
him,  for  he  had  supposed  that  no  living  being  was  aboard  except  those 
of  his  own  crew. 

Chained  to  a  large  bolt  in  the  deck,  were  three  young  men,  unlike 
seamen  in  looks  or  apparel ;  and  the  idea  that  they  were  prisoners, 
which  the  brig  was  to  take  out  to  England,  readily  conceived  itself  tc 
the  mind  of  the  chief. 

There  was  a  fourth  person — a  boy  he  seemed,  and  clad  in  fine  gar 
ments — leaning  against  a  stanchion,  with  hands  and  face  besmeared 
with  blood,  and  a  light  sword  in  his  grasp,  dripping  with  gore.     At  his 
kfeet  lay  a  corpse. 

It  was  that  of  a  pirate,  with  whom  he  had  a  struggle,  and  over  whom 
he  had  obtained  the  mastery.  The  youth  was  quite  exhausted  with  ex 
citement,  fatigue  and  fear,  but  he  nerved  himself  to  meet  those  who 
were  appxoaching,  and  to  sell  his  life  as  dearly  as  possible. 

The  foremost  pirate,  with  raised  cutlass,  rushed  forward  to  despatch 
him,  but  the  youth,  with  his  enfeebled  arm,  drew  a  pistol  from  his 
girdle,  levelled  it  and  fired.  The  wretch  was  mortally  wounded  for  his 
temerity,  and  fell  upon  the  body  oi  his  lifeless  comrade. 

The  boy  fell  also — it  was  from  absolute  exhaustion  and  not  from  any 
wound  he  had  received. 

Another  pirate  stepped  forward  to  deal  a  deadly  blow  upon  his  no\* 
defenceless  form,  but  the  sabre  of  the  ehief  flashed  in  the  light  of  tha 
torches,  and  the  villain's  cutlass  flew  from  his  grasp  in  an  instant. 

"  Shame  !  shame  !  Pedro  !"  exclaimed  Brunei.  "  I  knew  you  to  be 
courageous,  and  cruel  as  Pirates  must  necessarily  be,  but  I  did  not 
think  you  so  blood-thirsty  as  to  strike  a  thing  like  that.  Why,  he's  but 
a  boy  and,  perchance  he  has  already  a  mortal  wound !"  continued  the 
chief  gazing  upon  his  pale  and  delicate  face,  though  clots  of  gore  dis 
figured  it.  "  Go,  Pedro,  and  pick  up  your  weapon,  but  strike  him  not 
or  by  Heaven  you  shall  feel  the  weight  of  my  sabre.'' 

The  man  obeyed,  but  muttered  over  some  Spanish  lingo,  touching  tht 
lenity  of  his  new  Chief,  which,  however,  did  not  reach  Brunei's  ear 
who  had  turned  to  observe  the  trio  of  unfortunate  individuals  wh( 
were  chained  to  the  deck. 


40  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROYER. 

"  What  wretches  are  ye,  thus  to  be  confined  as  if  ye  were  so  many 
wild  beasts  ?  and  in  an  hour  like  this  ?''  asked  the  Chief,  in  a  tone  of 
authority. 

"  Men  !  honest  men  !  and  not  wretches  as  you  seem  pleased  to  term 
us  !''  replied  George  Winchester,  boldly. 

*'  True — true,"  responded  his  two  fellow  captives. 

"  Who  and  what  are  ye  V 

"  Citizens  of  Boston  !"  replid  our  rebel  hero. 

"  Then  why  are  you  here,  chained  like  so  many  slaves  ?"  pursued  the 
Chief. 

"  Because  we  are  the  friends  of  Liberty,  and  foes  of  tyrants  !''  replied 
young  Winchester.  "Who  are  ye,  who  are,  it  appears,  the  present  mas 
ters  of  the  Prometheus  ?"  he  asked.  » 

"  Enemies  to  tyrants,  too,"  replied  Brunei  ;  "  or  you  wouldn't  have 
found  freemen  here — the  captors  of  one  of  His  Majesty's  armed  vessels." 

"  Under  what  flag  have  you  thus  humbled  the  Cross  of  St.  George  V 

"  Under  our  own— the  Blue  Dragon  !''  answered  the  Chief. 

Winchester  for  a  moment  seemed  alarmed  but  gazing  unsteadily  at 
the  pirate,  he  said  in  slightly  tremulous  tones, — 

"  God  protect  us  !  we  are  in  the  power  and  at  the  mercy  of — of " 

"  The  Independent  Rovers  of  the  Atlantic  ]"  said  Brunei,  finishing 
the  sentence  in  somewhat  different  words  than  the  prisoner  had  at  his 
tongue's  ends. 

"  Then  are  ye  our  implacable  enemies,''  said  Winchester  ;  for  we're 
friends  of  human  rights,  of  liberty — of  American  liberty!" 

"  And  for  asserting  such  rights  you  are  prisoner — perhaps  condemned 
to  death  by  the  minions  of  royality.  Have  1  said  aright?"  Questioned 
the  cnief. 

"  Nearly  so — though  not  yet  convicted  we  had  no  doubt  of  the  result 
had  we  been  put  on  England's  shores,"  replied  our  hero. 

"  Here,  boatswain,  knock  off  these  fetters  !  they  become  not  men. 
These  are  our  enemies'  prisoners,  and  therefore,  not  our  foes,"  observed 
the  chief. 

"  Is  not  all  mankind  our  enemy  ?''  asked  the  boatswain,  looking  with 
an  expression  qf  astonishment  into  his  young  commander's  countenance, 

"  That  may  be  true,''  was  the  indifferent  reply. 

"  And  are  we  not  the  enemies  of  all  mankind '?"  asked  Bossle. 
."No— God  forbid!" 

"  Is  not  that  our  motto  V  pursued  the  boatswain. 

"  That  was,  indeed,  the  motto  of  my  predecessor." 

"  And  not  yours,  chief?" 

"  Nor  MINE,  AND  NEVER  SHALL  BE  !"%  was  the  emphatic  reply  of  the 
Buccaneer  Chief. 

"  Your  word  is  law,  chief,  but  such  extreme  lenity  as  this  become  not 
independent  rovers,1'  muttered  Gaspardo,  as  he  slowly  prepared  to  exe 
cute  his  chief's  strange  command. 

"  If  ye'll  but  take  the  word  of  a  Corsair,"  said  Brunei,  addressing  the 
manacled  trio,  "  ye  shall  not  be  harmed  by  placing  yourselves  under  out 
protection.  If  ye  are  left  here  one  hour  longer,  your  fate  is  sealed,  foj 
then  will  this  old  hulk  be  beneath  the  ocean's  surface.'' 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER.  41 

"  Better  trust  in  your  word,  than  to  be  swallowed  up  alive,"  said 
Winchester,  gazing  with  no  little  interest  into  the  face  of  him  who  had 
declared  himself  a  Corsair.  "  Methinks  you  look  riot  like  a  Buccaneer/' 
he  continued,  after  being  freed  from  his  fetters  and  was  once  more  per 
mitted  to  stand  erect ;  "  if  I  mistake  not,  I  have  met  you  before." 

"  That  is  quite  impossible,''  answered  Brunei.  "  But  come — we've 
no  time  for  parleying.  Suffice  it  to  say,  that  I  AM  a  pirate — but  you 
have  yet  to  loarn,  that  even  a  pirate's  pledge  can  be  sacredly  kept." 

"  Were  you  Satan  himself,  under  present  circumstances,  I  should  be 
strongly  tempted  to  accept  your  protection/'  said  Winchester,  who,  for 
some  reason  or  other,  unaccountable  to  himself,  had  conceived  quite  a 
liking  for  the  noble  looking,  the  handsome  buccaneer.  "  I  had  as  liel 
be  at  the  mercy  of  the  most  sanguinary  butcher  that  ever  roamed  the  »' 

ocean,  as  that   pusillanimous  wretch,  Thornberg,  who  has  sworn  falsely 
against  me,  and  foully  wronged  us  all ;  and  to  be  at  the  mercy  of  such  , 

a  pirate  as  he,  my  heart  tells  me,  is  to  regain  our  liberty.     Why,  com 
rades,  he  appears  a  perfect  anomaly — a  humane  pirate  !" 

"  Escort  them  aboard  of  the  schooner,  boatswain,  and  into  my  cabin 
and  mark  you,  see  not  a  hair  of  their  heads  is  haimed  !  I  shaH  be 
aboard  myself  presently — this  sickly  looking  boy  must  first  be  cared  for/' 
said  Brunei,  as  he  knelt  down,  raised  the  head  of  the  insensible  Herman,  *  V4 

wiped  the  clots  of  blood  from  his  cheeks  and  gazed  into  his  face. 

Why  did  that  bold  man -suddenly  start  and  turn  almost  as  pale  as 
those  inanimate  features'?"  fe 

Why  did  he  tremble,  as  did  that  boy,  at  hearing  a  single  word,  when  '  <* 

he  stood  on  the  brig's  quarter  deck  ?  '..<, 

Why  did  strength  in  a  moment  forsake  his  muscular  limbs  ?  and  why 
did  unbidden  tears  start  into  a  pirate's  eyes,  while  they  were  rivetted 
upon  the  features  of  that  strange  boy  ? 

"  Ay,  anomalous  it  may  appear,  a  pirate  wept !  that  lion  m  the   bat 
tle  trembled  at   the  sight  of  one  who  had  not   strength  enough   to  raise 
an  arm,  no  more  than  had  the  corpses  of  those  whom  he  had   sent  out  • 
of  this  breathing  world. 

"  Chief,  chief,'1  cried  one  of  his  subordinate  officers,  tapping  him  upon 
the  shoulder,  and  wondering  at  the  singular  behavior  of  his  hero ;  "if 
we  remain  here  much  longer  we  shall  become  food  for  fishes.'' 

"  He  is  only  faint,"  said  the  commander,  unheeding  the  warning  of 
the  man  :  "  some  water,  good  Manuel — quick  ;  that  will  revive  him." 

"  Chief — there  s  not  a  moment  to  be  lost ;  the  brig  is  settling  fast 
Already  have  the  pump-gang  ceased  working  and  deserted  the  vessel/ 
shouted  the  pirate,  as  if  greatly  alarmed. 

"  Ah,  I  had  forgotten — you  have  spoken  truly,"  exclaimed  Brunei, 
suddenly  becoming  sensible  of  the  danger  of  remaining  longer  aboard 
the  sinking  vessel.  "  Good  Manuel,  take  this  poor  boy  in  your  arms  ana 
follow  me.  My  strength  seems  to  have  partially  failed  me.  Be  careful 
Manuel,  and  harm  him  not." 

The  man  obeyed,  but  he  would  have  given  his  prospects  of  a  commis 
sion  to  have  unravelled  the  seeming  mystery.  He  took  the  insensible 
youth  in  his  brawny  arms,  and  with  hasty  strides  followed  the  chief  tc 


42  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 

the   deck  of  the  brig.     The  pirate's  cutter,  with  six  oarsmen,  was  lying 
alongside  waiting  to  take  their  heroic  commander  to  the  schooner,  which 
was  lying-to  about   a  cable's  length  distant.     He  was  the  last  man  tc 
leave  the  doomed  brig.     Manuel  was  already  in  the  stern,  with  the  boy 
iu  his  arms,  bearing  him  as  tenderly  as  if  he  had  been  an  infant. 
"  Quick,  for  your  life,  chief ;''  shouted  the.  coxswain,  in  alarm. 
The   brig's  bows  had   already  become  submerged.       One  leap,  and 
Arthur  Brunei  was  aboard  the  cutter. 

l;  Now  pull  lustily,  boys,"  cried  the  coxswain.  "  There's  yet  danger 
of  being  sucked  down  with  the  old  hulk." 

One  hearty  sweep  of  the  oars,  and  the  light  bark,  like  an  arrow,  shot 
towards  the  schooner,  and  was  quickly  free  from  the  threatened  danger. 
The  brig's  stern,  like  a  leviathan  of  the  vasty  deep,  urose  majestically 
out  of  the  water. 

One  slow  but  fearful  plunge  head  foremost,  and  the  doomed  vessel. 
sunk  beneath  the  ocean's  surfac*,  and  was  seen  no  more. 

For  many  moments  after  her  disappearance,  the  water  boiled  and 
bubbled  in  a  large  space  around,  as  if  alive  with  living  monsters. 

At  length  the  troubled  waters  became  calm,  rippled  only  by  soft 
zephyrs  ;  the  moon  shone  serenely  bright  upon  the  sleeping  bay,  where 
but  a  few  hours  before  the  storm  and  the  battle  raged  together,  present 
ing  a  scene  which  might  have  defied  all  the  powers  of  Hades  to  have 
rivalled. 


CHAPTER  VII. 

Morning  after  the  Battle.      The  Blue  Dragon  in  Disguise.     The 
Cabin.  "  The  Miniature.     Soliloquy  of  the  Pirate  Chief.     Inter 
view   between  tlie   Rebel  and  the  Rover.      Remarkable  Develop 
ments. 

THE  rising  sun  of  another  day  saw  the  victorious  Corsair  schooner, 
under  a  cloud  of  snow-white  canvass,  with  a  fresh  westerly  breeze  blow 
ing,  bowling  over  the  billows  at  the  spaed  of  nine  knots  perhoui.  She 
had  rounded  the  southerly  cape  of  old  Massachusetts  Bay,  and  was 
now  directing  her  course  for  the  Bermudus.  But  five  men  besides  the 
first  lieutenant,  were  upon  that  polished  deck,  which  was  strewn  over 
with  dead  bodies,  and  slippery  with  their  life's  blood.  The  port-holes 
were  all  closed,  and  not  a  gun,  nor  the  least  sign  that  she  was  even  au 
urmed  vessel,  was  visible.  They  had  all  been  stowed  away  after  the 
battle, — even  the  cutlass  and  boarding-pike  racks  had  been  removed, 
indeed  there  was  nothing  apparent  which  indicated  that  she  was  an 
armed  vessel.  Noi  did  she  even  resemble,  in  but  few  particulars,  the 
Blue  Dragon,  of  the  night  previous.  A  white  and  red  stripe  now  com 
pletely  encircled  her,  when  the  evening  previous  she  had  painted  port 
holes.  The  long  slender  top-gallant  mast  had  given  place  to  a  short, 
clumsy  spar,  and  her  main  topmast,  te  which  was  bent  a  jaft  top-sail, 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER.  43 

had  been  sent  down  altogether.  These  changes  had  so  essentially  al 
tered  her  appearance  that  she  could  have  scarcely  been  recognised  unless 
by  the  closest  scrutiny. 

In  the  sumptuously  decorated  cabin  of  the  disguised  vessel,  sat  Arthur 
Brunnel,  and  the  Pirate  Chief,  gazing  intently  upon  the  minature  of  a 
lovely  girl,  apparently  about  sixteen  or  seventeen  years.  It  was  set 
round  with  jewels,  enclosed  in  a  golden  locket  and  suspended  by  a  rich 
chain  of  the  finest  gold. 

"  How  many  pleasing  reminiscences  of  early  childhood  does  this 
fair  picture  recall  to  mind — things  which  time  has  fairly  effaced  from 
my  memory,''  soliloquised  the  young  but  old  b'uccaneer.  "  How  strange 
too,  that  I  should  imagine  this  picture  to  be  a  striking  resemblance  to 
my  mother  in  her  maiden  years ;  and  still  more  strange  is  it  that  I 
should  be  equally  struck  with  the  features  of  that  poor  boy,  who  now 
sleeps  as  an  angel  upon  my  own  couch,  unconscious  that  he  is  under 
the  protection  of  a  pirate.  Truly,  I  must  Be  laboring  under  some  men- 
tat  hallucination,  else  do  I  dream.'' 

The  speaker  laid  down  the  minature,  arose  and  opened  the  door  oi 
his  state-room.  With  a  light  step  he  entered,  pulled  aside  the  rich 
drapery  which  veiled  the  sleeper,  and  long  did  he  gaze  upon  that  pale 
but  still  handsome  face. 

"  How  sweetly  beautiful,"  thought  the  chief 

"  He  will  repose  more  quietly,  and  breathe  more  freely,  if  I  relieve 
his  seemingly  tender  limbs  from  this  closely  fitting  jacket.'" 

He  unloosed  one  button,  when  the  sleeper  started,  but  did  not  awake. 
Brunei  softly  withdrew. 

"  No — it  -will  disturb  the  sweet  quiet  of  his  slumbers;"  thought  he. 

Again  he  was  seated  and  again  held  in  his  hand  that  "  counterfeit 
presentment1'  of  some  one  he  had  persuaded  himself  that  he  ought  to 
feel  an  unusual  degree  of  interest  in,  and  so,  too,  did  he  feel  in  regard 
to  the  boy.  A  thought  seemed  suddenly  to  strike  him,  and  he  tinkled  a 
small  silver  bell  which  he  lifted  from  the  table  before  him. 

An  Ethiopian  servant,  dressed  in  the  full  costume  of  a  Moorish  slave, 
answered  the  summons,  by  suddenly  appearing  before  his  master. 

"  John,  are  the  strangers  yet  astir  ?"  asked  the  chief. 

"  No  sa,  massa — no  yet — 'cept  young  man — him  handsome — like 
rsef,  massa — he  wide  'wake  massa — bof  eye  open,  sa  !''  replied  Juba, 
as  intelligibly  as  his  brief  acquaintance  with  the  English  tongue  would 
permit  him. 

The  description  was  sufficient  for  Brunei,  who  said — 

"  Summon  him  hither !  Tell  him  your  master  desires  an  interview 
with  him  in  the  cabin  immediately.'' 

"Ees  sa,  massa,  I  tell  um,"  said  the  negro.  "Sail  Juba  call  two,  tree 
gemman,  too,  massa  V  he  asked. 

"  Begone,  you  thunder-cloud !"  aaid  Brunei  sternly,  at  the  same 
time  stamping  his  feet.  "  Summon  him  only." 

The  black  apparition  disappeared  in  a  twinkling,  and  obeyed  his  mas 
ter's  will.  After  a  lapse  of  five  minutes  or  less,  Juba  reappeared,  ush 
ering  into  the  chief's  presence,  George  Winchester. 


44  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROYER. 

He  was  greeted  as  cordially  as  if  there  had  existed  between  them 
years  of  uninterrupted  friendship,  instead  of  their  somewhat  peculiar 
antagonism,  or  whatever  the  reader  chooses  to  call  it.  He  was  offered 
a  seat  opposite  the  chief,  at  the  table  at  which  the  former  had  been 
seated. 

"  I  desire  your  company  at  breakfast,  sir,"  said  Brunei. 

"  Your  will  here  is  law,''  replied  Winchester  ;  "  but  permit  me  to 
add  that  no  command  of  yours  could  be  more  promptly  obeyed  or  afferd 
me  any  more  satisfaction,  for  to  speak  the  truth  I  have  fasted  twenty- 
four  hours." 

"  Long  enough  to  satisfy  any  saint  in  the  calendar,  I  donbt  not,"  said 
the  chief,  smiling,  "but  you  shall  not  fast  so  long  again  while  aboard  of 
this  craft.  Here,  Juba  !'' 

"  I's  'ere,  sa,"  responded  the  quickly-appearing  and  quickly-disappear 
ing  Ethiopian.  v 

"  Tell  the  steward,  Juba,  to  furnish  my  table  with  the  best  edibles 
aboard  the  schooner,  for  breakfast.'1 

"  Ees,  massa — one,  two  plate  ?" 

"  Four  plates,  Juba.'' 

"  One,  two  three,  four  plate,"  said  the  negro,  counting  his  fingers — 
"eea,  massa — Juba  undertan,"  and  out  of  the  cabin  he  vanished. 

"  Try  a  flagon  of  claret,  sir.  It  will  at  least  appease  the  gnawings 
of  hunger,"  said  Brunei,  as  he  filled  a  goldon  goblet  and  gave  it  to  his 
guest. 

"  Have  you  missed  anything  valuable  ?"  asked  the  chief  after  th« 
wine  was  drank. 

"  I  had  no   articles  of  value — indeed,  I   was  allowed  to  take  nothing 

Winchester  hesitated.  As  if  suddenly  recollecting  a  treasure,  he  be 
gan  to  fumble  atout  his  breast,  and  finding  nothing  he  started  from  his 
Beat,  the  color  forsook  his  cheeks. 

"  It's  gone  !  it's  gone  !  I've  lost  it  !"  he  cried.    "Some  one  has  " 

"  Do  not  despair,  my  friend,'1  interrupted  the  cl  _/;  *'it  was  I  who 
took  it — and  it  shall  be  returned  safely  to  your  hands.  Be  seated — I 
will  explain.  While  you  slept  I  went  to  your  berth,  and  accidentally 
discovering  a  miniature  open  in  your  hand,  and  struck  with  the  features, 
which  I  thought  resembled  one  who  was  once  dear  to  me,  I  had  the  aud 
acity  to  take  it  from  your  neck.'' 

"  Dear  to  you?"  ejaculated  Winchester. 

"  Yes ;  but  you  will  not  be  jealous  when  I  inform  you  that  it  some 
what  resembles  the  features  of  my  mother,  of  which  I  have  a  vivid  re 
collection,  although  more  than  thirteen  years  have  passed  away  since  I 
last  gazed  on  her  blessed  countenance." 

"  Your  mother  ? — how  strange  !'' 

"I  should  have  said  my  mother  that  was,"  resumed  Brunei;  "she 
has  been  dead  many  years — and,  perhaps,  it  is  well  that  she  died  before 
her  only  son  became  a  lawless  wretch.  But  I  dare  not  dwell  on  her 
memory,  or  my  perfidious  heartless  career.  This  miniature  doubtless  is 
your  property  :  but  before  I  restore  it  to  you,  let  me  ask  how  it  came  ra 
te)  your  possession  V 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER.  45 

"  Most  honestly,  be  assured '' 

"  Of  that,  I  do  not  doubt,'1  interrupted  the  chief. 

"  It  was  given  by  a  young  lady  of  whom  it  is  an  exceedingly  good 
likeness,"  answered  Winchester. 

"  Your  betrothed,  I'll  be  sworn  ]'* 

"  You  have  said  truly." 

"  Pardon  ray  inquisitiveness,"  said  Brunei ;  "but  may  I  ask  her 
name  f 

"  Certainly,  sir  ;  I  make  no  secret  of  any  thing  which  concerns  me  — 
the  lady's  name  is  Therese  Merwin." 

"  Merwin  !:'  repeated  Brunei,  thoughtfully  ;  "that  name  sounds  not 
unfamiliar  to  my  ears,  though  I  remembar  not  where  and  when  I 
have  heard  it.  Tell  me,  where  resides  this  bright,  particular  flame  of 
thine  ?" 

"  In  the  town  of  Boston.-'' 

•*  Has  she  parents  living  ?" 

"  Her  father  lives — but  her  mother,  I  have  often  heard  Therese  saj 
died  while  she  was  an  infant." 

"  Has  this  damsel  no  brothers  ?'' 

"  None  that  she  is  aware  of,"  replied  Winchester.  "I  have  heard  he 
fauier  lament,  with  tears  in  his  eyes,  the  loss  of  an  only  son,  sony 
seven  or  eight  years  of  age.  That  he  had  either  been  stolen,  had  wan 
dered  away  from  home,  or  perhaps,  was  drowned.  At  all  events,  he 
numbered  him  as  dead  many  years  ago,'' 

"  How  strange  the  coincidence,"  said  the  chief,  thoughtfully.  "Seven 
or  eight  years  of  age,  did  you  say  ?" 

"  if  my  memory  serves  me  aright." 

"  Tha»t  must  have  been  near  my  own  age,"  continued  Brunei,  musing 
ly.  "Strange,  indeed — could  I  but  remember  the  name,  then  all  doubts 
would  be  removed.  How  shrouded  in  doubt  and  gk>om  is  that  particu 
lar  period  of  my  existence — an  almost  perfect  blank  in  my  life.  My 
friend — pardon  the  liberty  I  take  in  calling  you  so — it  is  strongly  im 
pressed  on  my  senses  that  you  have  given  me  a  clue  to  my  father  !" 

"  Your  iather  ?" 

"  Even  so.  The  coincidence,  at  least,  is  remarkable,  that  I  was  lost 
to  my  only  parents  at  home,  at  the  same  period  that  this  Mr.  Merwin 
lost  his  only  son  !" 

"  'Tis  singular — ay,  wonderful !''  exclaimed  our  hero. 

"  But/'  continued  the  bold  Pirate,  "were  I  sure  that  my  suspicions 
were  correct,  I  should  be  at  loss  whether  to  exult  or  mourn.  Should  I 
ever  find  a  father,  I  could  scarcely  approach  him.  I  could  not  claim  to 
be  the  prodigal  son,  for  he  was  no  pirate,  such  as  I  am  ! — the  cursed, 
the  condemned  of  all  mankind.  I  could  not  bear  his  curses  !  though 
Grod  knows,  there  is  some  palliation  for  my  desperate  career  !  He  knows 
too,  that  I  have  often  prayed  with  a  sincere  heart,  to  be  relieved  from 
the  bondage — the  worse  than  bondage  which  binds  me,  body  and  soul, 
to  a  band  of  ocean  marauders  ! 


46       THE  REBEL  AND  THE  RO\TER. 

George  Winchester  was  startled,  indeed,  on  hearing  the  words  thai 
fell  from  the  lips  of  the  strange  being  before  him.  Can  it  be  possible, 
thought  he,  that  this  self-condemned  man  is  the  long  lost  son  of  Mortor 
Merwin  !  the  brother  of  Therese-r-the  brother  of  his  betrothed — a  pirate, 
too  !  It  is  possible — ay,  more,  it  is  very  probable. 

He  scanned  Brunei's  features  with  a  scrutinizing  gaze.  Yes — there 
was  a  strong  family  resemblance — and  it  was  that  resemblance  he  now 
saw  but  to  clearly,  first  interested  him  in  the  bold  buccaneer,  who 
faad  generously  rescued  him  and  his  companions  in  misery  from  -out  the 
hands  of  their  oppressors,  and  from  a  watery  grave  ;  and  who  had,  thus 
far,  shown  them  all  the  hospitality  that  they  could  have  expected  had 
they  been  rescued  by  their  warmest  friends. 

"  Then  you  believe  or  at  least  suppose  that  Morton  Merwin  is  your 
father?"  asked  our  hero,  breaking  the  silence  which  had  intervened. 

"  How  can  I  think  otherwise,  when,  added  to  the  coincidence  named, 
I  was  struck  with  the  features  of  this  miniature,  that  they  resembled 
one  whom  I  do  remember  in  my  early  boyhood,  notwithstanding  that 
gloomy  blank  in  my  life  which  afterwards  occurred." 

•'  I  confess  you  have  good  grounds  for  your  suppositions  ;"  remarked 
Winchester  ;  "  and  as  another  proof,  allow  me  to  say  that  in  you  I  dis 
covered,  when  first  we  met,  a  close  resemblance  to  the  Merwin  family." 

"  It  would  flatter  my  vanity  to  know  that,  even  in  the  smallest  par- 
Scalar,  I  resembled  the  original  of  this  picture,"  replied  Brunei.  "  But 
tell  me,  what  is  the  age  of  this  fair  creature  ?" 

"  Seventeen.'' 

"  1  have  a  faint  resemblance  of  an  infant,  that  prattled  and  played  in 
my  mother's  arms,  but  whether  a  brother  or  sister  I  cannot  recollect.'7 

"  Your  career  must,  indeed,  kave  been  a  mysteriously  strange  one." 
remarked  Winchester. 

"  Alas  !  it  has  been  a  wicked  one,"  replied  Brunei,  emphatically. 
".Would  to  Heaven  I  could  live  o'er  again  the  past  ten  years  of  my 
earthly  career.  If  you  have  patience,  after  we  have  finished  our 
morning's  repast,  I  will  relate  the  important  events  of  my  somewhat  - 
anomalous  history,  which,  I  trust  may  in  some  degree,  palliate  my  con 
duct  in  your  judgment.  These  events  are  as  startling  as  they  are  sin 
gular.'1 

"  Be  assured,  sir,  that  nothing  could  afford  me  greater  gratification, 
lor  my  curiosity  was  never  so  greatly  excited,"  replied  our  hero :  '  but 
I  am  at  a  loss  to  know  why  you  repose  in  me,  an  entire  stranger  to 
you,  such  unlimited  confidence  1" 

The  chieftain  was  about  to  reply,  when  he  was  interrupted  by  the 
entrance  of  Juba,  followed  by  three  others,  bearing  viands  for  the  table, 
which  having  been  arranged  properly  upon  the  table,  Brunei  ordered 
Juba  to  summon  Sedley,  the  lieutenant,  to  breakfast,  while  he  repaired 
to  his  state-room  for  the  purpose  of  inviting  the  interesting  youth  to  par 
take  also,  but  finding  him  still  in  deep  repose,  he  determined  not  to 
awake  him. 


THE  REBEL  AND  THE  ROVER, 


47 


The  lieutenant  entered,  and  he  was  introduced  by  the  chief  to  young 
Winchester.  Sedley  grasped  his  hand  as  if  he  desired  that  they  should 
become  better  acquainted. 

"  I  think  we  have  met  before,"  said  our  liero. 

"  I  have  not  the  slightest  recollection  of  your  countenance.'' 

"  I  may  be  mistaken/'  said  Winchester,  gazing  at  him,  when  it  sud 
denly  occurred  to  his  mind  the  time  and  place  when  he  had  not  only 
heard  his  voice,  but  saw  his  features  distinctly.  It  WHS  but  a  few  days 
previously  — the  place  Deer  Island — the  occasion,  the  bural  ofGaspardo 
Their  conversations  now  turned  upon  other  matters,  principally  as  to  the 
progress  of  the  schooner,  the  weather  and  other  subjects, 

The  breakfast  being  concluded,  the  lieutenant  returned  to  his  dut^s  M 
officer  of  the  deck,  when  the  chief  commenced  h'B  narration.  , 


48  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ItOTER. 


CHAPTER  VIII. 
THE   CHIEF'S    NARRATIVE. 

Arthur  BrunePs  Boyhood  Days.  Recollections  of  his  Parents  and 
his  Home.  Is  carried  away  by  Strangers.  His  sickness  and  Re 
covery.  The  Island  Home.  Arthur  accidentally  kills  the  Chief 
of  the  Free  Rovers.  Departure  of  the  Schooner.  Her  protracted 
Absence.  Two  vessels  are  descried.  Capture  of  a  Spanish  Gal- 

,  leon  by  a  Brigantine.  Chase  from  a  British  Cruiser.  The 
Brigantine  hoists  the  Free  Rovers  Flag.  Great  rejoicing  ashore. 
The  desperate  battle.  Victory  of  the  Brigantine.  The  Boy  a 
Hero  but  a  Pirate! 

UNDISTURBED  by  the  presence  of  a  third  person,  Arthur  Brunei  nar 
rated  to  his  guest — for  as  such  he  had  thus  treated  young  Winchester — 
those  events  which  had  led  him  in  league  with  the  most  formidable 
band  of  Pirates,  at  that  period  known  on  the  American  coast  or  upon 
the  Spanish  Main. 

"  My  earliest  recollections,"  began  the  Pirate  Chief,  "  are  such  as 
to  convince  me  that  I  was  born  in  affluence ;  for  I  have  distinct  im 
pressions  of  a  large  mansion,  sumptuously  furnished — of  servants  in 
livery — of  horses,  carriages,  and  their  appurtenances.  I  remember  a 
tall,  good  natured  gentleman,  whom  I  called  father,  but  I  cannot  rec 
ollect  his  features  or  any  thing  more  regarding  him,  except  what  I  have 
stated.  My  mother,  however,  I  have  so  distinct  a  remembrance  of, 
that  time  can  never  efface  her  lineaments  from  my  memory.  That 
she  was  beautiful,  to  my  childish  eyes,  I  know ;  that  she  was  kind  and 
good,  and  indulgent,  and  loved  me  with  a  mother's  love,  I  fully  believe; 
that  her  features  were  very  like  those  of  that  miniature,  though  she 
appeared  somewhat  older,  I  cannot  doubt,  and  that  impression  is  con 
firmed  by  the  fact  of  the  picture's  so  suddenly  attracting  my  attention 
when  I  accidentally  discovered  it,  otherwise  I  should  not  have  taken  it 
irom  your  possession.  I  remember,  too,  though  indistinctly,  a  middle- 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER.  4? 

aged  woman  who  used  t»  take  me  occasionally  from  home  to  visit  her 
own  iriend.  She  I  suppose,  was  my  nurse.  On  one  occasion,  she  led 
me  to  a  house,  where  there  were  a  great  number  of  persons,  male  and 
female — I  have  since  thought  of  doubtfulj  reputation.  It  was  there  I 
must  have  been  put  to  sleep,  for  I  remember  not,  after  that  of  having 
seen  my  mother  or  my  home  again.  I  have  faint  recollections  of  awak 
ing  in  a  truly  novel  place  for  one  of  my  years — It  was  the  cabin  of  a 
vessel.  There  were  rough  voices — pistols  and  swords  hung  from  their 
belts,  and  they  were  dressed  very  unlike  any  people  that  I  had  seen. 
I  was  unhappy,  as  you  may  suppose,  and  cried  for  my  mother.  "  A 
beautiful  lady  soothed  me  with  sweatmeats,  and  beguiled  my  heart 
with  toys.  Indeed,  I  was  her  only  care  :  and  as  I  did  so,  thoughts  of 
home  and  its  endearments  less  and  less  occupied  my  mind.  Who  this 
lady  was  I  will  make  known  to  you  in  the  course  of  my  narrative. 
Some  time  after  that  1  was  taken  sick,  and  as  I  have  been  informed,  and 
remained  in  a  prostrate  condition  for  many  months,  and,  for  aught  I 
know,  for  several  years.  At  any  rate,  this  period  of  my  life,  was  to  me 
a  period  of  darkness  and  gloom ;  and  each  event  prior  to  my  illness 
seems  to  me  more  like  a  vision  than  a  reality.  But  enough  of  this  ;  I 
will  narrate  those  events  which  occurred  subsequent  to  my  sickness, 
and  which  I  can  speak  of  with  certainty. 

"I  was  now  a  youth  of  ten  years  of  age,  and  lived  on  a  small  but 
beautiful  island.  My  constant  companion  was  the  lady  to  whom  I  have 
before  alluded.  She  taught  me  to  call  her  mother,  and  I  was  called 
Arthur — Arthur  Brunei.  I  think  Arthur  was  my  original  name,  but 
the  sirname  I  think  was  not  given  to  me  rightfully.  Besides  one  re 
spectable  looking  stone  house,  there  were  six  small  tenements,  rudely 
but  massively  constructed,  clustered  together.  These  composed  our 
island  hamlet.  Our  household  consisted  of  my  new  mother,  whom 
my  pseudo  father  called  the  Lady  'Bel,  six  mulatto  servants,  two  males 
and  four  females.  The  smaller  tenements  were  occupied  each  by  two 
mulatto  servants,  but  occasionally  the  schooner  belonging  to  our  haven 
arrived,  and  then  all  our  houses  would  be  filled,  and  our  little  village 
would  present  quite  a  bustling,  animated  scene.  On  such  occasions  our 
family  would  be  augmented  by  the  three  officers  of  the  schoonet — 
Captain  Brunei,  and  his  two  lieutenants,  Gaspardo  Goncilazo  and 
Carlo  Dupres.  During  the  stay  of  the  vessel  in  port,  the  whole  time 
scarcely  ceasing  night  or  day,  would  be  spent  in  merry-making — sing 
ing,  dancing,  gaming,  fencing,  targel-shooting,  and  I  may  add,  eating 
and  drinking  lo  an  almost  beastly  excess.  They  usually  tarried  some 
two  or  three  weeks,  when  they  would  set  sail,  and  frequently  three  or  six 
months  elapsed  before  their  return.  "  During  their  absence  our  ham 
let  seemed  almost  deserted.  Then  would  Lady  'Bel,  or  as  the  seamen 
called  her,  Q,ueen  of  the  Isle,  devote  several  hours  each  day  in  teach 
ing  me  reading,  writing,  arithmetic,  geography,  grammar,  &c. — These 
studies  were  pursued  in  the  Spanish  language,  but  she  taught  me  to 
epeak  English  also,  a  language  which  seemed  far  more  natural  to  me 
than  the  Spanish,  for  I  knew  it  was  my  childish  prattle.  Captain 
Brunei  always  addressed  his  wife,  as  well  as  myself,  in  English. 


50  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 


When  I  was  about  eleven  years  of  age,  the  second  great  incident  ol 
my  life  occurred.  One  day  when  Captain  Brunei  was  playing  familiar 
ly  with  me,  as  was  his  wont  immediately  after  breakfast,  he  patted  me 
on  the  head,  and  said — 

"  Well,  my  boy,  you  will  soon  be  stout  enough  to  go  to  sea  in  the 
schooner." 

"  Oh,  yes,"  replied  I,  pleased  with  such  a  prospect,  "  Don  Carlos  says 
I  am  stout  enough  already." 

"  Think  you  can  handle  a  weapon  like  this?"  he  asked,  as  he  drew 
his  heavy  cutlass,  and  flourishing  it  over  his  head,  he  placed  it  in  my 
comparatively  tiny  grasp. 

With  both  hands  I  was  just  enabled  to  raise  it  above  my  head  and 
strike  it  upon  the  table. 

"  Bravo  !  bravo !''  he  cried.  "  You  shall  have  one  that  you  can 
wield." 

"  Thank  you,  sir,"  said  I,  for  I  was  delighted  at  the  thought  of  strut 
ting  about  with  a  sword  by  my  side  as  did  the  captain  and  his  lieuten 
ants  ;  "  and  I  should  like  one  of  them,  too,"  I  remarked,  pointing  to  the 
brace  of  pistols  in  his  belt. 

"  What,  do  you  think  those  little  fingers  are  big  enough  to  fire  such  a 
weapon  as  this  1"  and  he  placed  in  my  hands  a  heavy  boarding  pistol. 

I  took  the  weapon,  and  without  the  slightest  hesitation  cocked  it  as  I 
had  often  seen  the  sailors  do  when  practising  at  target,  and  without  any 
definite  idea  of  the  dangerous  weapon,  or  in  what  direction  its  muzzle 
was  aimed,  I  pulled  the  trigger — the  report  almost  stunned  me — and  oh. 
horror  !  I  heard  Captain  Brunei  utter  an  agonizing  shriek,  and  saw  him 
fall  upon  the  floor  !  My  mother,  who  was  sitting  near  by,  jumped  to 
her  feet  instantly,  uttering  shrieks,  and  heart-rending  cries  of — 

"  Oh,  God  !  he's  dead  !  he's  dead  ! — my  chief  is  dead  !  Oh,  Arthur, 
do  you  know  what  you  have  done  ?  Look !  you  have  killed  your 
father  !" 

I  stood  aghast  for  a  few  moments,  and  then  gave  vent  to  my  feelings 
by  loud  screams,  accompanied  by  a  flood  of  tears — though,  even  then  1 
was  not  fully  sensible  of  the  enormity  of  the  deed  I  had  accidentally 
committed. 

I  had  never  seen  a  man  shot,  or  killed  in  any  manner — had  never 
seen,  to  my  recollection,  a  dead  man,  or  one  in  the  agonies  of  death — 
in  truth  my  ideas  of  death  were  somewhat  vague. 

I,  perhaps,  was  more  terrified  at  the  cries  of  my  mother,  than  J-n  be 
holding  Brunei's  form  stretched  out  before  me,  with  blood  gushing  from 
his  wounds  The  ball  had  penetrated  his  left  breast  near  the  region  of 
the  heart. 

The  cries  of  my  mother  brought  Carlos  and  several  of  the  servants 
into  the  room.  He  did  not  cry  out  nor  shriek  as  did  my  mother  ;  but 
kneeling  on  the  floor  he  lifted  the  head  of  his  wounded  chief  into  his 
arms.  The  sight  of  that  ghastly  countenance  would  have  appalled  me 
had  I  been  a  few  years  older,  but  a  thought  had  not  yet  entered  my 
mind  that  the  effect  of  that  careless  act  of  mine  was  to  send  his  soul 
into  eternitv.  "  With  a  handkerchief,  the  lieutenant  stopped  the  gushing 


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of  blood  from  the  wound,  when  the  -dying  man  began  to  utter  some  ex 
pressions,  and,  as  I  thought  afterward,  very  strange  ones,  considering 
that  he  knew  his  la&t  moments  were  at  hand. 

"  The  d 1  will  take  his  own  soon,  lieutenant — I've  got  my  quietus 

that's  certain — 'twas  an  accident — the  boy  shot  me — but  I  was  d — • — d\ 
fool  enough  to  let  him  take  my  pistol  !  'Twas  all  accidental,  mind  that 
— old  Nick  '11  be  along  shortly.     Carlos,  J  shall  name  you  as  my  sue 
cessor — hear  it,  'Bel?" 

"  But,  chief,  I  have  hope  that  this  wound  is  not  so  serious  as  you  ap 
prehend,"  said  the  lieutenant. 

"Ah,  'tis  enough  !"  he  groaned.  "  My  chance  of  life  isn't  worth  that 
of  a  pirate  in  the  hands  of  an  English  hangman  !  But  I'd  rather  die  by 
the  hand  of  the  boy  than  be- hung  up  in  a  gibbet !" 

Meanwhile  the  Lady  'Bel  was  sobbing,  and  uttering  most  wild  and 
piteous  exclamations. 

"  'T,is  no  use  taking  on  so,  'Bel,1'  essayed  the  dying  man  ;  "  the  devil's 
boatswain  has  summoned  my  soul  to  his  quarters — and  there's  no  such 
thing  as  refusing  duty  when  his  whistle  screams  !  He  can't  pipe  us 
down  but  once,  and  all  of  our  profession  are  bound  that  way — eh,  Car 
los?''  and  he  gave  a  ghastly  smile. 

"  This  is  not  the  time  to  talk  in  that  manner,  chief/'  said  Carlos.  <(  If 
your  life  is  so  brief,  as  you  apprehend,  now  is  the  time  to  give  directions 

as  to  your " 

"  Talk  not  of  that,"  interrupted   the  chief;  "but   take  good  care  of 

that  boy  ! —  Oh  !  curse  this  pain  ! — why  couldn't   that   ball  have 

whizzed  through  me  an  inch  lower  down  !"  and,  notwithstanding  his 
levity  and  profanity,  he  appeared  to  be  writhing  in  pain. 

The  Lady  'Bel  wiped  her  eyes,  and  taking  a  golden  crucifix  from  her 
neck,  she  held  it  before  the  eyes  of  the  dying  man. 

"  Hell  and  furies  !''  he  exclaimed,  his  eyes  starting  from  their  sockets  ; 
"  take  that  bauble  from  my  sight !  Satan  is  my  master — not  Him  who 
bore  that !'' 

The  woman  obeyed  him,  and  placed  it  in  her  bosom,  after  perceiving 
that  the  Christian's  emblem  seemed  rather  to  torture  him  than  to  sooth 
his  brain. 

"  There,  'Bel,''  resumed  the  dying  man,  in  broken  sentences,  "  I'm 
glad — ha  !  ha ! — to  see  your  bright  toplights  dry — pump  no  more — 
there — see, — you  look — but  'tis  growing  dark — ah  !  my  eyes  are — grow 
ing  dim — let  me  take  your  hand.  Yes,  I  feel  it,  now — the  boy,  'Bel — 
let  him  not  be  harmed — my  life  isn't  worth  a — farewell,  'Bel — the  boy 

—the  boy '' 

"With  these  words,  repeated  at  intervals  until  his  latest  breath,  Cap 
tain  Brunei  expired.  On  the  following  day  his  body  was  rolled  up  in  a 
piece  of  canvas,  and  lashed  around  with  rope  yarns  ;  several  heavy  shot 
were  then  suspended  to  his  heels,  and  without  further  ceremony  his 
body  was  taken  to  a  high  projecting  cliff,  beneath  which  was  a  perpetu 
al  whirlpool,  where  the  waters  were  ever,  in  fair  weather  or  foul,  lashed 
into  a  fury,  and  therein  precipitated. 

This  place  was  called  "  The  Devil's  Fountain,"  and  although  not  an 


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hundred  yards  in  circumference,  a  boat,  however  staunch  and  strongly 
manned  could  not  have  lived  within  it  twenty  seconds. 

1  witnessed  the  casting  of  the  body  into  this  fearful  place  :  for  a  mo 
ment  after  it  struck  the  surface  it  whirled  so  rapidly  around  that  it  ap 
peared  like  a  circular  object.  When  it  reached  the  centre  of  the  pool  it 
was  swallowed  up  in  an  instant. 

I  am  quite  certain  that  the  captain's  death  was  not  much  lamented, 
for  the  men  continued  their  sports  as  before,  and  I  heard  several  casual 
expressions  fall  from  the  lips  of  the  men,  indicating  that  they  were  glad 
to  be  rid  of  him,  and  that  his  first  lieutenant,  Carlos  Duprez,  was  much 
to  be  preferred  for  their  chief. 

His  wife,  too,  the  Lady  'Bel,  I  am  sure  did  not  mourn  his  loss  only  on 
the  day  of  his  death  and  thai  of  his  being  cast  into  the  sea  ;  and  on 
the  day  following  the  final  disposition  of  his  remains,  she  told  me, 
henceforth,  to  call  Carlos  my  father !  for,  gaid  she,  he  is  your  father, 
because  he  is  now  my  husband  ! 

I,  of  course,  was  not  old  enough  to  see  the  slightest  impropriety  in 
this,  and  I  acquiesced  in  her  wishes ;  besides,  I  had  quite  as  great  au 
affection  lor  Carlos,  as  I  had  ever  had  for  him  I  had  accidentally  sent 
out  oi  the  world,  with  expressions  of  levity  and  profanity  upon  his  lips 
almost  to  his  latest  breath. 

In  a  few  days  after  this  event  the  schooner  went  to  sea — -Don  Carlos 
Duprez  had  been  proclaimed  Chief,  and  Gaspardo  Goncilazo  was  pro 
moted  to  the  first  lieutenancy. 

Our  little  island  hamlet  once  more  resumed  its  wonted  peacefulness, 
and  I  recommenced  my  studies — the  Lady  "Bel  being  my  teacher  as 
before,  her  time  having  been  otherwise  occupied,  during  the  whole  time 
the  schooner  remained  in  port. 

Weeks  rolled  on — even  months  passed  away,  and  the  schooner  did  not 
return ,  and  situated  as  we  were,  there  was  no  possibility  of  receiving 
any  tidings  from  her,  as  no  other  vessel,  to  my  knowledge,  was  known 
to  enter  our  haven. 

The  Lady  'Bel,  after  four  or  five  months  had  elapsed,  began  to  express 
her  apprehensions  as  to  the  fate  of  the  vessel ;  and,  as  we  were,  in  a 
great  degree,  supplied  with  the  luxuries  and  even  the  necessaries  of  life 
from  the  schooner,  we  entertained  fears  that  our  stock  of  provisions 
must  soon  be  exhausted,  and  no  means  left  us  for  a  supply  in  the  fu 
ture. 

The  Lady  'Bel  now  ordered  the  servants,  male  and  female,  to  explore 
the  island  for  game — to  catch  fish,  turtles,  crabs,  &c.  ;  and,  for  a  long 
time  we  were  compelled,  with  the  exception  of  the  fruit  we  gathered, 
to  subsist  almost  entirely  upon  this  description  of  food. 

Our  stock  of  bread,  flour,  tea,  cofiee,  sugar  and  wines,  were  complete 
ly  exhausted,  and  things,  I  assure  you,  began  to  assume  a  somewhat 
uneomfor table  if  not  a  de&perate  aspect  in  our  little  isolated  home,  for, 
under  penalty  of  a  death  of  torture,  we  were  prohibited  from  hailing  or 
even  boarding  any  strange  vessel  that  might  chance  to  pass  near  the 
island. 

Yet,  despite  all  our  deprivations,  we  had  at  our  hands  the  naaans  oi 


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sustaining  life  in  the  shell-fish,  birds  and  fruit,  with  which  the  islet 
abounded ,  besides,  we  had  never  quite  despaired  of  again  hailing  the 
arrival  of  our  schooner. 

So  long  a  time  had  now  elapsed — some  fifteen  or  sixteen  months — that 
we  abandoned  the  usual  custom  of  keeping  a  look-out  on  the  most  ele- 
viated  point  of  the  island,  for  the  purpose  of  having  little  time  to  prepar* 
(or  the  reception  of  our  people,  in  case  the  schooner  should  be  descried. 

Some  three  or  four  weeks  subsequent  to  the  discontinuance  of  this 
practice,  at  mid-day,  the  distant  booming  of  heavy  cannon  startled  our 
ears. 

In  a  body,  we  all  rushed  toward  the  look-out,  with  the  high  hope  that 
the  firing  proceeded  from  the  schooner,  but  we  were  destined  to  be  sadly 
disappointed. 

Instead  of  the  object  we  had  hoped  to  see,  we  descried  a  large  ship, 
coming  down  from  the  southwest  under  full  sail,  evidently  endeavoring 
to  escape  from  an  armed  brigantine,  also  under  full  sail. 

The  larger  vessel  was  soon  ascertained  to  be  a  Spanish  galleon,  which 
proved  to  be  a  dull-sailer,  compared  to  the  brigantine. 

The  distance  between  them  gradually  lessened  ;  and,  nowithstanding 
the  galleon,  apparently,  had  no  very  formidable  means  of  defence,  she 
obstinately  kept  on  her  course,  while  the  shot,  at  every  discharge  from 
the  two  bow-chasers  of  the  brigantine,  told  fearfully  upon  the  spars 
and  rigging  of  the  galleon. 

In  less  than  half  an  hour  after  we  had  first  descried  the  two  vessels, 
the  brigantine  had  ranged  abreast  the  galleon,  not  fifty  yards  distant,  so 
far  as  we  could  judge,  and  here  poured  a  whole  broadside  into  the 
ship. 

The  mizen-mast  went  by  the  board,  and  with  it  the  Spanish  flag 
which  was  flying  from  the  mizen-peak. 

The  firing  now  ceased,  and  as  soon  as  the  smoke  rolled  away,  we  saw 
a  cutter  leave  the  brigantine,  filled  with  men,  which  run  alongside  tke 
galletrtt 

As  the  cutter's  men  clambered  over  the  ship's  rail,  they  were  met 
with  considerable  resistance  from  the  galleon's  crew,  armed  with  pistols 
ajid  muskets — the  flashes  of  which  we  could  distinctly  see,  but  oould 
hear  no  report. 

While  the  conflict  was  raging  on  the  deck  the  brigantine  run  along 
side  and  grappled  with  the  galleon.  Soon  after  this  the  contest  seemed 
to  be  decided  in  favor  of  the  brigantine,  for  we  could  no  longer  discern 
the  flashes  of  small  arms,  or  other  symptoms  of  the  fight. 

At  this  time,  during  the  chase,  the  brigantine  had  a  red  flag  at  mast 
head  without  any  device.  For  two  long  hours  these  two  vessels  lay, 
side  by  side,  peaceably  as  was  the  waveless  ocean  at  the  time.  At  the 
expiration  of  this  period,  the  brigantine  pushed  off,  and  had  sailed  about 
a  cable's  length  ahead  of  the  galleon,  when,  suddenly,  a  huge  column  of 
smoke  and  flame  burst  forth  from  amidships  the  galleon,  and  in  a  few 
moments  she  was  in  a  perfect  blaze  from  stem  to  stern,  and  from  th« 
water-line  to  the  main  truck. 

Spar  af:er  spar  fell  with  a  crash,  until  nothing  but  her  burning  hulk 
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54  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 

remained.  We  watched  her  until  she  was  burned  to  the  water's  edge, 
and  then  suddenly  disappear  beneath  the  ocean's  smooth  surface,  send 
ing  up  as  she  went  down  a  mass  of  smoke  and  steam  ! 

It  was  now  nearly  four  o'clock  in  the  afternoon.  A  dead  calm  rested 
upon  the  ocean,  not  even  the  softest  zephyr  disturbing  its  mirror-like  sur 
face. 

The  brigantine,  which  had  destroyed  the  galleon,  and  undoubtedly  all 
of  the  crew,  lay  like  a  stationary  object  upon  the  glassy  sea,  ahout  a 
league's  distance  from  our  haven,  in  a  westerly  direction.  Thus  mo 
tionless  she  lay  until  about  an  hour  before  sunset,  when  a  fresh  breeze 
from  the  eastward  suddenly  sprung  up. 

The  brigantine's  sails,  which  had  hurtg  idly  to  the  spars,  were  now 
close-hauled,  and  she  took  a  south-easterly  course,  or  as  close  in  the 
wind's  eye  as  it  was  possible,  which  brought  her  in  a  short  space  of 
time  within  half  a  mile  of  the  most  southerly  point  of  the  islet.  She 
then  went  in  stays  and  close-hauled  upon  the  other  tack,  as  if  intending 
to  beat  into  our  little  inlet. 

Meanwhile,  on  the  easterly  side  of  the  island,  we  had  descried  a  sail, 
which  on  her  near  approach  wediscovered  to  be  an  armed  brig,  sailing 
before  the  wind,  under  a  full  press  of  canvass,  even  to  her  studden-sails 
and  royals. 

Her  course,  in  a  short  time,  brought  her  abreast  the  northerly  part  of 
the  island,  while  the  brigantine  held  a  course  nearly  E.  N.  E. 

A  high   bluff  intervening   the  vessels  had   apparently  not  discerned 
each  other,  until  the   brig  had   shot  past  the   point,  where  they  found 
themselves  within  reach  of  an  eighteen  pound  carronade  of  each  other. 
At  this  moment,  the  brigantine'  suddenly  went   about,  and  stood   di 
rectly  for  the  narrow  channel  which  led  to  our  haven. 

The  brig  immediately  took  in  her  studden-sails  and  courses,  hauled 
into  the  wind,  fired  one  of  her  bow-chasers,  and  up  went  the  British  en 
sign  to  the  main-peak. 

The  brigantine  kept  the  deviceless  red  flag  floating  at  her  main  truck, 
and,  instead  of  responding  to  the  shot  which  the  brig  had  to&sed  into  her 
cabin  window,  by  the  way  of  a  card,  inviting  her  to  hea^e-to,  she  reso 
lutely  kept  on  her  course,  followed  by  the  cruiser. 

It  was  very  evident  that  the  brigantine  wished  to  avoid  the  engage 
ment  with  the  somewhat  formidable-looking  stranger,  for  although  it 
was  a  dangerous  place  to  navigate,  she  bowled  on  with  every  rag  of  sail 
set  that  she  could  carry  when  close-hauled. 

The  chase  acted  with  more  prudence,  as  we  thought,  for  we  regarded 
both  as  strangers  to  our  channel. 

She  had  an  eye  to  those  ugly  looking  reefs  which  well  nigh  encom 
passed  the  island,  and  which,  whether  in  calm  or  in  storm,  kept  the 
water  in  a  constant  foamy  agitation. 

With  these  dangers  in  view  she  began  taking  in  sail — the  fore  and 
main  royals,  fore  and  main  top-gallant  sails,  were  almost  simultaneous 
ly  clewed  up  and  furled  closely  to  the  yards — down  went  jib  and  flying- 
jib,  and  the  brig  stood  in  under  main  and  fore-topmast-staysail,  following 
as  near  as  possible  in  the  wake  of  the  brigantine. 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER.  55 

Hie  latter  fired  not  a  gun,  but  led  on  the  stranger  to  the  haven  or 
littlo  bay,  from  which  there  was  hardly  a  hope  of  escape. 

It  was  to  us,  almost  a  miracle  that  the  brigantine  run  that  rocky 
gauntlet,  under  full  sail  in  safety.  . 

When  nearly  within  hailing  distance  of  the  narrow  entrance,  formed 
by  the  high,  rocky  blufT  on  either  side,  down  went  the  meaningless  red 
flag,  and  up  went  the  bunting  of  the  Free  Rovers  !  that  ensign  which 
was  familiar  to  us,  as  the  one  which  floated  at  the  schooner's  mast-head 
when  she  sailed,  but  through  some  casuality  or  other  had  been  trans 
ferred  to  the  brigantine ! 

The  sight  of  the  flag  filled  our  people  with  joy  ;  they  made  the  wel 
kin  ring  with  their  exulting  shouts,  in  heartfelt  greeting  of  that  en 
sign,  which  they  had  begun  to  despair  of  ever  seeing  again. 

Though  floating  over  a  strange  vessel,  and  though  that  vessel  was 
being  pursued  into  her  very  den  by  a  formidable  brig,  with  a  superior 
armament  and  a  superior  force,  these  facts  did  not  in  any  degree  mar 
the  pleasure  which  all  manifested  in  beholding  the  return,  as  they  had 
every  reason  to  suppose,  of  our  own  people. 

Both  men  and  women,  as  the  prow  of  the  brigantine  penetrated  the 
narrow  inlet,  gave  one  simultaneous  huzza  !  and  then  ran  to  arm  them- 
s"elues  with,  muskets,  pistols,  sabres,  and  such  other  weapons  as  they 
could  lay  their  hand  upon,  to  assist  the  brigantine  in  expelling  the  dan 
gerous  intruders  so  closely  at  hand. 

I  was,  at  this  critical  juncture  in  the  affairs  of  the  inlet,  a  boy  of 
thirteen  years  of  age,  and  had  acquired  considerable  skill  in  the  use  of 
fire-arms,  and  also  in  wielding  the  light  rapid  and  common  sabre. 

I,  too,  the  youngest  of  the  party,  on  this  emergent  occasion,  had  arm 
ed  myself  with  a  carbine,  a  brace  of  pistols,  and  a  light  cutlass. 

No  idea  had  ever  occured  to  my  mind,  notwithstanding  all  I  had  wit 
nessed  that  day  in  the  offing,  that  our  cause  might  possibly  Jje  morally 
or  legally  wrong. 

I  had  been  taught  to  believe  that  all  mankind  were  the  enemies  of 
our  little  band  of  Free  Rovers,  and  were  endeavoring  to  pursue  them 
to  destruction,  and,  therefore,  we  were  fully  justified  in  attacking  or 
repelling  any  force,  whether  it  came  in  our  way  or  otherwise. 

I  say  that  it  was  my  conscientious  belief  that  we  were  in  the  right, 
either  in  our  offensive  or  defensive  policy,  and  that  all  the  rest  of  the 
nations  of  the  world  were  clearly  in  the  wrong. 

As  yet  I  had  not  the  least  knowledge  touching  the  law  of  nations 
nor  had  I  been  taught  to  consider  that  other  governments  were  based 
upon  more  humane  principles  than  the  simple  though  sanguinary  ones 
which  governed  ours. 

Is  it  strange  that  I,  when  the  first  great  opportunity  presented  it 
self,  to  try  the  skill  and  strength  of  my  youthful  arm  in  the  strife, 
ehould  join  with  hearty  enthusiasm,  to  repel  an  enemy  that  was  about 
to  invade  our  island  home. 

I  had  likewise  been  taught  to  regard  the  English  as  the  most  dan 
gerous,  most  formidable  and  most  unscrupulous  enemy,  because  vessel 
after  vessel,  belonging  to  former  fleets  of  the  Free  Rovers^  had  been 


56  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 

captured  by  the  bold  British  Islanders  and  destroyed  ;  their  crews  taken, 
tortured,  and  hung  in  chains  ! 

Under  such  teachings,  my  friend,  and  at  such  a  tender  age  instilled 
into  my  mind,  was  it  possible  that  I  could  have  escaped  being  other 
than  what  I  became,  and  what  I  am — a  Free  Rover. 

But  I  am  digressing.  Our  whole  shore  force,  consisting  only  of  a 
score  of  mulatto  men  and  women,  besides  Lady  'Bel  and  myself,  quick 
ly  assembled  on  the  southerly  bluff  which  commanded  the  inlet. 

The  brig  slowly  approached,  and  having  discovered  that  they  should 
probably  have  to  encounter  a  land  force  as  well  as  the  force  on  board 
the  brigantine,  most  of  the  crew  sheltered  themselves  while  passing  the 
narrow  opening. 

And,  for  the  time  being,  it  was  fortunate  that  they  did  so,  for  a  vol 
ley  ol  muskets  and  pistol  balls  rattled  upon  their  deck  like  a  shower 
of  hail. 

Several  men  who  had  remained  on  deck,  were  shot  down  at  the  first 
fire,  including  the  helsman. 

His  place  was  quickly  supplied  by  another  and  another,  'and  even 
another  of  those  courageous  seamen,  as  fast  as  our  shot  picked  them 
off 

The  brig,  however,  soon  got  beyond  the  reach  of  any  further  an 
noyance  from  us  at  that  point,  and  boldly  entered  the  haven,  where 
her  crew  must  either  conquer  or  suffer  total  annihilation. 

The  decks  of  both  vessels  were  apparently  well  cleared  for  action. 

The  drums  on  board  the  cruiser  were  now  heard  beating  to  quarters, 
and  even  her  officers'  commands  reached  our  ears. 

Scores  of  men  hurried  to  the  deck  and  manned  both  larboard  and 
starboard  batteries,  fore  and  aft. 

It  was  evident  that  the  brig,  so  far  as  men  and  calibre  of  guns  were 
concerned,  possessed  the  superiority  ;  but,  fortunately  for  us,  our  little 
force  on  shore  had  facilities  for  annoying  the  enemy  with  impunity 
from  concealed  places  and  otherwise. 

The  battle  commenced  by  a  broadside  from  each  vessel,  fired  almost 
simultaneously — another  and  another  followed,  until  the  bay  was  so 
thick  with  smoke  that  it  was  quite  impossible  for  one  to  discern  the 
one  from  the  other,  yet  the  firing  was  kept  up  incessantly. 

Meanwhile,  we  could  perceive  from  the  shore  that  the  vessels  were 
slowly  approaching  each  other  and  it  was  inevitable,  as  it  seemed  to  us, 
that  the  battle  must  be  decided  hand  to  hand  upon  the  deck  of  one  or 
other  of  the  vessels. 

Occasionally,  whenever  we  caught  a  glimpse  thro'  the  dense  smoke 
of  any  object  aboard  the  brig,  we  would  fire,  and  frequently  with 
effect. 

Presently  we  saw,  above  the  dense  atmosphere,  that  both  ensigns 
floated  within  a  pistol  shot  of  each  other ;  and  it  was  certain  that  a 
most  bloody  conflict  for  the  mastery  wag  on  the  eve  of  taking  place. 

We  now  distinctly  heard  cries  of  boarders  away  !  repel  boarders  . 
and  other  commands,  commingled  with  the  rattle  of  musketry,  clashing 
of  swords,  hideous  groans  and  direful  curses,  which  gave  us  to  under- 


THE  REBEL  AND  THE  ROVER.       57 

jzx-  

Btand  that  the  sanguinary  scene — the  fight  at  close  quarters — had  com 
menced  raging. 

The  artillery  thundered  only  at  intervals,  and  soon  ceased  altogether, 
leaving  the  work  to  be  finished  by  smaller  but  no  less  dangerous  and 
deadly  weapons ! 

The  smoke  from  the  heavy  guns  had  partially  rolled  away,  enabling 
our  party  to  disc  ern  in  some  degree  the  position  of  the  combatans. 

It  was  the  first  time  I  ever  had  an  opportunity  of  witnessing  a 
battle-  and  I  thought  then  it  would  be  a  bl  esssing  if  I  never  wiinessed 
another  ;  yet  I  could  not  help  exulting  or  despairing,  as  I  saw  the  suc 
cesses  or  reverses  of  our  people,  and  I  more  than  once  wished  myself  in 
a  position  where  I  might  strike  a  few  blows  for  our  cause. 

The  ringing  and  clashing  of  steel  and  the  sharp  cracking  of  small 
fire  arms,  together  with  the  anathemas  of  maddened  men,  a»d  the 
groans  of  expiring  ones,  strangely  excited  me. 

In  what  manner  you  can  judge  by  immediate  subsequent  incidents. 

la  the  midst  of  the  battle,  and  while  it  raged  the  hottest,  the  Lady 
'Bel  came  among  us  looking  more  like  a  conquering  hero  than  a  woman. 

She  was  elegantly  attired,  a  la  Amazon,  and  armed  with  a  jewel-hil- 
ted  sword,  a  superb  brace  of  pistols,  elegantly  mounted,  and  a  light 
arquebus.  With  the  dignity  of  a  queen,  she  ordered  our  party — both 
men  and  women,  to  man  the  two  small  boats,  which  were  used  for 
crossing  the  bay  and  sometimes  used  for  purposes  of  hunting  and  fishing. * 

At  this  point  in  Brunei's  narrative  to  Winchester,  Juba  entered  the 
cabin,  and  whispering  a  few  words  in  his  master's  ear,  he  arose,  and 
begging  his  guest  to  excuse  him  until  evening,  when  he  would  resume 
the  nau*tion,  h*.  left  the  cabin  and  went  on  deck. 


58  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROYER. 


CHAPTER  IX. 

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THE  CHIEF'S  NARRATIVE  RESUMED. 

An  Interesting  Interview  between  the  Buccaneer  Chief  and  George 
Winchester.  The  former  resolves  to  change  his  career.  A  bold 
measure  concluded  upon.  The  Listener.  A  summary  execution. 
A  Disturbance  quelled.  A  long  Night  Watch  upon  deck. 

IT  was  evening :  a  gentle  easterly  breeze  wafted  the  corsair's  barque 
over  the  smooth  billows  at  a  speed  of  five  knots. 

The  moon  had  not  yet  risen,  but  the  deep  blue  sky  was  radiant  with 
myriads  of  stars,  which  seemed  to  twinkle  with  unusual  lustre. 

Besides  the  helmsman,  and  the  look  out  on  the  weather-bow,  there 
were  but  two  persons  on  the  Blue  Dragon's  deck. 

These  were  seated  near  the  companion-way,  each  enjoying  the  smoke 
of  a  richly  flavored  cigarilla. 

"  I  can  have  no  better  opportunity  than  this,1'  remarked  the  Corsair 
Chief  to  his  guest,  "  to  finish  narrating  the  great  incidents  of  my  event 
ful  career.  If  you  are  not  already  wearied  with  my  story  I  will  resume 
it." 

"  Be  assured,  sir,  I  am  deeply  interested  in  it.  Nothing  at  this  time, 
could  give  me  more  pleasure,"  replied  Winchester. 

"  Art  sure  of  that  ?"  queried  Brunei.  "  Methinks  the  original  of 
that  picture  which  you  wear  nearest  the  heart,  might  if  she  were  pres 
ent,  be  rather  more  interesting — what  say  you  ?" 

"  I  allude  only  to  possibilities,"  was  the  other's  reply. 

"  In  my  experience  I  have  learned  almost  to  believe  that  all  things 
are  possible but  to  my  narrative.'' 

Brunei  resumed  as  follows  : 

"  I  think  I  last  told  you  that  my  mother,  the  Lady  'Bel,'  attired  in  dn 
Amazonian  costume,  appeared  among  us,  to  lead  us  on  to  the  conflict. 
She  jumped  into  the  foremost  boat,  and  I  took  a  place  beside  her  resolved 
to  do  my  part,  youthful  as  I  was,  in  the  battle  so  terrifically  raging 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER.     *  59 

within  two  hundred  yards  of  us  ;  for  who  knows,  said  I  to  myself,  but 
my  tiny  arm  may  decide  the  contest  in  favor  of  those  with  whom  I 
sympathized. 

The  Lady  'Bel  just  as  we  were  embarking,  turned  round,  and  discov 
ering  me,  said  in  peremptory  tones — 

"  Not  you,  Arthur  !  ashore  with  you — leap— quick  ! — you  will  be  in 
danger  and  in  our  way  !" 

"  Where  you  go,  mother,  I  WILL  go !"  said  I  with  so  bold  an  emphasis 
and  in  so  determined  a  manner  that  she  urged  me  no  further  to  leap 
ashore. 

I  had  no  such  thought  that  my  little  person  could  be  an  in.cumbrano% 
and  when  I,  for  the  first  time,  openly  rebelled  against  her  authority,  all 
the  mulatoes  applauded  and  it  seemed  to  stimulate  them  with  courage 
for  the  fight 

The  fast  deepening  twilight  shades  together  with  the  smoky  atmo 
sphere,  now  prevented  us  from  discerning  the  vessel  of  the  Free  Rovers 
from  that  of  the  enemy.  , 

Whether  good  or  bad  fortune  directed  our  course,  we  landed  at  the 
larboard  gangway  of  the  brig  instead  of  the  brigantine  as  we  had 
hoped  ;  but  there  was  no  time  to  change  our  position,  nor  safety  in 
doing  so,  we  quickly  clambered  up  the  brig's  side  to  the  enemy's  deck. 

The  battle  was  raging  with  terrible  severity  along  the  whole  length 
of  the  starboard  bulwarks  and  tafirail,  our  people  being  kept  at  bay  by 
muskets  and  boarding  pikes,  and  the  tide  of  battle  seemed  to  be  turning 
in  our  enemy's  favor. 

Amidships,  the  point  where  the  battle  raged  hottest,  we  rushed  upon 
the  Britons  with  naked  sabres. 

They  turned  little  dreaming  of  an  attack  in  their  rear — and  less  did  they 
expect  to  encounter  such  a  foe ;  for  when  they  beheld  the  pe«uliar  char 
acter  of  our  force — mulato  men  and  mulato  women,  as  ugly  looking  as 
it  is  possible  to  conceive,  led  on  by  a  stately  lady,  who  looked  like  a  se 
cond  Joan  of  Arc — it  struck  terror  to  their  hearts  ! 

Many  were  absolutely  unmanned  at  our  appearance  for  at  was  im 
possible  for  them  to  know  whether  we  were  a  part  of  a  formidable  band, 
or  comprised  the  whole  strength  of  the  $ree  Rovers'  allies. 

I  saw  the  Lady  'Bel  contending  fiercely  wherever  the  fight  seemed 
hottest,  and  beneath  her  keen  sabre  many  a  Briton  fell. 

Near  her  I  felt  my  place  to  be,  and  boy  as  I  was,  my  arm  did  noma 
execution  and  I  flattered  myself  that  I  was  already  a  hero,  and  1  cut 
and  slashed  like  a  Trojan. 

Towards  the  close  of  the  conflict  I  became  separated  from  the  Lady 
'Bel,  having  been  struck  down,  in  the  melee,  though  not  seriously  in 
jured. 

Before  I  regained  my  feet  I  had  looked  upward  and  saw  the  British 
flag  flying  at  the  peak  directly  over  my  head. 

A  thought  suddenly  occurred  to  my  mind  that  it  was  my  duty  to 
humble  the  proud  emblem  of  Britain,  although  I  had  but  a  confuied 
notion  of  what  its  effect  might  be. 

I  ran  towards  the  halliards,  severed  them  with  a  blow,  and  the  c;  *i 
of  St.  George  came  down  upon  the  run ! 


60  *     THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 

A  loud  huzza  came  from  the  brigantine,  but  the  Britons  were  dismay 
ed,  thinking  undoubtedly,  that  the  flag  had  been  struck  by  one  of  their 
own  officers. 

A  pistol  was  snapped  in  my  face  by  a  midshipman  ;  but  the  weapon 
missing  fire,  he  threw  it  at  me  with  such  force  that  I  staggered  back* 
ward  several  paces. 

The  middy,  who  had  the  temerity  to  do  this,  in  three  seconds  more, 
fell  lifeless  upon  deck  ! 

I  had  shot  him  with  one  of  my  pistols.     Another  officer,  perceiving 
the  flag  down,  rushed  forward  for  the  purpose  of  again  raisiag  it  aloft. 
I  met  him  on  the  spot,  and  inflicted  a  severe  blow  upon  his  wrist. 
He  dropped   the  halliards  and   drew  his  sword  upon  me,  but  ere  the 
intended  blow  was  struck  I  had  run  him  through  with  my  keen-edged 
sabre. 

It  was  subsequently  shown  that  he  was  the  commander  of  the  brig, 
and  his  conqueror  was  LITTLE  I ! 

The  British  flag  was  down — the  chief  officers  lay  weltering  in  their 
gore — two  thirds  of  the  crew  were  either  dead  or  wounded  ;  and  it  was 
not  long  ere  the  conquerors  despatched  those  who  remained. 

The  victory  was  completed.  The  Free  Rovers  had  triumphed  !  and 
great  was  the  rejoicing  of  the -conquerors. 

The  Lady  'Bel  came  out  of  the  strife  with  but  slight  injuries,  and  so 
did  I ;  but  it  seemed  almost  miraculous  that  either  of  us  escaped  the 
weapons  of  our  obstinate  enemies. 

I  was  declared  by  loud  acclamation,  the  hero  of  the  fight,  because  I 
had  cut  down  the  flag  under  which  our  enemies  fought,  and  had  abso 
lutely  slain  their  commander  !  And  was  I  not  a  hero  ? 

As  may  reasonably  be  supposed  I  was  petted,  praisedand  flattered  be 
yond  my  deserts. 

That  I  felt  proud  of  my  young  laurels  I  need  not  deny  ;  but  that 
which  was  substantially  gratifying  to  me,  was,  I  received  a  midship 
man's  warrant  in  the  service  oi  the  Free  Rovers,  in  consideration  of  my 
exploits ;  and  I  assure  you  no  boy-subject  of  King  George  ever  receiv 
ed  a  middy's  appointment  with  more  pride  and  pleasure  than  I  did. 

The  first  vessel  in  which  I  Bailed  was  the  cruiser,  on  the  deck  of 
which  I  felt  that  I  had  won  a  never-dying  fame. 

Yes,  my  friend,  before  I  became  fourteen  years  of  age,  I  strutted  on 
a  brig's  quarter  deck  with  all  the  importance  and  pomposity  of  an  Ad 
miral  of  the  Blue  ! 

On  the  second  cruise  we  captured  this  schooner,  and  before  I  reached 
the  age  of  seventeen  I  became  her  second  in  command,  and  but  one 
week  since  I  shot  my  superior  officer  for  his  most  unjustifiable  conduct 
in  maiming  one  of  the  men  for  life,  and  thus  attained  to  the  position  ol 
Chief  of  the  Free  Rovers — or  Pirates,  as  we  are  termed  by  the  great 
powers  of  the  earth. 

I  need  not  dwell  upon   the  incidents  of  our  recent   cruise  upon  the 

coast  of  New  England  and   in  Massachusetts  Bay  ;  the  most  important 

of  which  was  our  desperate   engagement  with  and   final  destruction  (d 

His  Majesty's  cruiser  Prometheus,  from  which  we  released  your  compa 

ions — first  from  tyrannical  power,  and  then  from  a  watery  grave. 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER.  fit 

•  Neither  do  1  desire  to  narrate  to  you  at  this  time  the  many  desperate 
battles  fought  prior  to  the  cruise,  with  vessels  belorigiig  to  almost  every 
maratime  power  traversing  the  Atlantic  and  the  gulf  of  Mexico. 

That  our  career  has  been  a  ruthless  one  I  cannot  deny.  No  quarter 
has  ever  been  given  those  of  our  band  who  have  fallen  into  the  hands  of 
others  ;  so  we  have  given  no  quarter  to  those  whom  we  have  captured. 

But  to  speak  the  truth,  it  has  ever  been  my  desire,  in  opposition  to  all 
with  whom  I  have  associated  during  my  ocean  career,  with  the  exce}>- 
tion  of  Sedly,  my  present  lieutenant,  to  spare  the  effusion  of  blood. 

Under  the  despotic  Gaspardo,  Sedley  and  myself  have  more  than  once 
been  threatened  with  death  at  the  yard-arm  for  attempting  to  save  even 
the  life  of  helpless  women  and  children ;  and  on  one  occasion  the  death-" 
plank  was  actually  prepared  for  us  because  we  refused  to  order  it  pre 
pared  for  a  beautiful  Castilian  Maiden  and  her  lover  :  but  nearly  the 
whole  crew  sustained  us — Garpardo  countermanded  his  sanguinary  man 
date,  and  the  hapless  lovers  were  set. ashore  upon  an  almost  uninhabited 
island  in  the  Carribean  sea. 

For  this  and  other  reasons  I  had  long  sought  an  opportunity  to  rid  our 
band  of  this  tyrannical  monster. 

Fortunately  that  opportunity  arrived — he  committed  a  murderous  act 
without  a  provocation — I  shot  him  through  the  head,  and  the  crew  sus^ 
tained  me  in  the  bold  and  summary  act. 

Since  that  hour  I  have  held  the  chief  command ;  how  long  I  shall 
hold  it,  will  depend  upon  the  events  of  the  next  forty-eight  hours  ;  for 
I  have  sworn  that  I  will  suffer  even  a  death  of  torture,  rather  than  that 
a  single  person,  who  may  hereafter  chance  to  fall  into  our  hands  by  cap 
ture,  shall  be  put  to  death. 

With  this  declaration  to  you  I  have  concluded  my  narrative.  Some 
few  events,  which  may  he  interesting  to  you,  I  will  relate  at  an  other 
time.'1 

The  chief  was  about  to  turn  away,  when  Winchester  seized  him  by 
the  hand,  and  said, 

"  Never  did  I  expect  it  would  he  a  pleasure  to  me  to  extend  my  hand 
to  one  whose  acknowledged  career  has  been  that  of  a  Corsair's ;  but  you 
have  uttered  a  declaration  that  would  be  humane  in  many  a  European 
monarch  to  imitate.  Heaven  will  commend  you  for  this  resolution,  and 
may  it  lead  you  to  renounce  this  roving  life  altogether  !  You  were 
never  born  to  be  a  leader  of  outlaws  !  God  grant  that  a  more  humane 
aad  honorable  career  be  opened  to  you  !'' 

"  Amen,  with  all  my  heart  '."  essayed  the  other  in  accents  of  humility. 

"  My  arm — my  life,  even,  is  at  your  service,  if  it  can  assist  in  releas- 
mg  you  from  this  sinful  career !"  said  our  hero. 

"  Thanks — your  arm  may  he  required  !"  returned  the  chief,  "  and 
also  the  arms  of  your  companions  !  for,  be  k  known,  I  have  resolved 
upon  a  bold  step — if  it  fail,  my  death  is  certain,  and  all  those  who  aid 
me  stand  in  the  same  perilous  position.  Let  me  say  further,  that  with 
out  taking  the  step  I  have  fully  determined  upon,  I  have  not  the  power 
much  longer  to  shield  you  and  your  companions  from  the  more  blood 
thirsty  portion  of  my  band.  Already  have  their  clamors  reached  me 


C2  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 

through  my  lieutenant.     Tue  pirate's  motto  ever  has  been   '  Dead  men 
tell  no  tales  !'    and  upon  that  motto  they  intend  still  to  act  !" 

"  It  is  not,  chief,  that  I  may  save  this  to  me  almost  worthless  life,  but 
to  strike  a  blow  for  the  cause  of  humanity,  that  I  tender  you  my  weak 
services,"  remarked  Winchester  ;  "  and  what  nobler  cause  is  there  than 
to  rescue  men  from  a  career  which  has  ever  been  regarded  as  hellish  in 
the  sight  of  Heaven  and  of  the  nations  of  the  earth.  I  must  fiere  re 
mark,  too,  that  history  furnishes  no  parallel  to  yours,  inasmuch  as  not 
a  single  instance  is  known  where  a  Corsair  has  repented  of  his  course, 
and  abandoned  a  ruthless  career  for  a  more  humane  one.'1 

"  Such  a  change,  in  all  probability,  would  not  be  contemplated  by 
me,"  replied  Brunei,  "  had  not  my  many  leisure  hours  been  devoted 
to  the  reading  of  history,  and  the  laws  of  the  several  civilized  nations  of 
the  earth.  I  have  become  sensible,  ay,  fully  convinced,  notwithstand 
ing  my  early  education  and  the  demoralizing  influences  which  have 
surrounded  me,  that  the  Buccaneer  is  pursued  justly  condemned  by 
civilized  powers.  I  am  sensible,  indeed, -that  we  are  the  worst  class  of 
outlaws  known  to  the  world,  and  deserve  that  ignominous  punishment 
which  we  fail  not  to  receive  whenever  taken.'' 

"  How  many  men  do  you  count  upon  to  aid  you  in  the  perilous  un 
dertaking  you  have  hinted  ?"  asked  Winchester. 

"One,only — the  lieutenant,  already  mentioned — I  hope  for  others,"  an 
swered  the  chief. 

"  But  these  men  appear  much  attached  to  you  ?'' 

"  So  long  as  I  enact  the  part  of  a  bloody  pirate,  they  will  obey  my 
behests.  But  they  have  already  become  suspicious  that  it  is  my  inten 
tion  to  change  the  sanguinary  policy  hitherto  pursued.  You  will  re 
member  that  I  was  called  upon  the  deck  this  morning — it  was  to  an 
swer  a  demand  of  a  deputation  from  the  crew ;  first,  to  deliver  to  their 
vengeance  a  poor,  weak  boy,  who  fell  into  our  hands  the  same  time  you 
did ;  and  secondly  to  afford  them  a  forenoon's  pastime  in  making  you 
and  your  companions  walk  the  plank.  I  satisfied  this,  as  they  thought 
reasonable  demand,  by  stating  to  them  that,  considering  you  were  now 
refugees  from  British  power,  would  undoubtedly  required  accessions  to 
our  ranks — having  been  twice  decimated  during  the  last  cruise — we  had 
better  not  throw  away  the  present  opportunity  to  obtain  recruits.  As 
for  the  boy  I  promised  to  be  answerable  for  him  until  his  recovery  ;  and 
if  then  he  did  not  swear  fealty  to  us  his  fate  was  sealed." 

"  To  what  boy  do  you  allude  V  eagerly  asked  Winchester. 

"He  who  so  bravely  defended  his  life  at  the  time  I  interfered  for  the 
preservation  oi  you  and  your  fellow  prisoners.1' 

"  If  my  eyes  deceived  me  not  he  fell  lifeless  upon  the  deck,  and  his 
body  was  taken  aboard  of  this  vessel  by  one  of  your  men." 

"  Ho  was  not  dead — he  had  only  fell  into  a  swoon,  through  fright, 
weakness  or  some  other  cause." 

"  Then  he  lives  ?'' 

"  He  does !" 

"  Thank  heaven  for  that  !"  ejaculated  Winchester  ;  "for  in  that  youth, 
though  I  had  scarcely  opportunity  for  scanning  his  features  closely,  I  feel 
a 'deep  interest  which  I  cannot  account  for.'1 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER.  63 

"  And  I,  too,  believe  me,"  added  the  chief,  "have  conceived  so  great 
a  liking  for  him,  that  my  crew  should  have  my  heart's  blood  ere  they 
should  harm  a  single  hair  of  his  head." 

'*  Where  is  he  now  V  asked  our  hero. 

"'  In  my  own  state-room,  where  he  shall  be  well  cared  for  until  he  is 
enabled  to  appear  on  deck  ?" 

"Is  he  quite  ill?" 

"  My  servant  who  attends  to  his  wants,  thinks  that  he  is  now  merelj 
laboring  under  the  usual  effects  of  the  rolling  and  pitching  of  a  vessel 
upon  a  novice  on  the " 

The  chief  suddenly  broke  off  the  sentence,  for  this  attention  was  at 
the  moment  arrested  by  some  suspicious  movement  at  the  main  hatch 
way.  • 

Through  the  dimness  of  the  evening  could  just  be  perceived  the  head 
of  a  man  above  the  combings  of  a  hatch,  and  appeared  as  if  there  for 
the  purpose  of  listening  to  the  conversation  of  the  chief  and  his  guest. 

Brunei  eyed  the  head  with  the  stealthiness  of  a  cat  about  to  spring 
upon  its  prey.  Presently  a  hand  was  lifted  above  the  head,  and  in  it 
was  distinctly  seen  a  pistol." 

"  As  I  said  before,''  remarked  Brunei,  as  if  for  the  purpose  of  attract-^ 
ing  only  the  attention  of  the  listener  ;  "I  believe  that  many  of  our  crew 
are  jealous  of  my  lenity " 

The  head  stretched  forward  several  inches  evidently  striving  to  catch 
the  words  which  fell  from  the  chief's  lips. 

" towards  those  who  are  taken 'in  battle.  Moreover,'' contin 
ued  Brunei,  slowly  drawing  a  pistol  from  his  belt,  and  cautiously  cock 
ing  it  behind  his  back,  "none  deserve  death  so  richly  as  listeners !" 

With  the  last  words  the  chief  raised  the  pistol,  and  aiming  it  to  the 
object  his  eye  had  been  firmly  fastened  upon  for  several  minutes,  he 
pulled  the  trigger  !  The  head  dropped  beneath  the  hatch,  like  a  heavy, 
inanimate  object.  All  below  seemed  to  be  put  in  a  sudden  confusion, 
and  a- score  or  more  pirates  rushed  upon  deck  to  ascertain  if  any  serious 
trouble  was  brewing,  the  foremost  of  whom  was  Bossle,  the  Boatswain, 
who  ran  aft,  exclaiming — 

"  The  gunner  !  the  gunner  !  Manuel's  shot !  death  to  him  who  shot 

__ » 

"  Peace,  Boatswain  !"  commanded  the  chief.  "  Answer  my  ques 
tions  !'' 

"  Ay,  chief,"  said  Bossle,  ceasing  his  clamorous  exclamations. 

"  Did  you  say  that  our  chief  gunner  is  dead  T'  queried  Brunei. 

"  He  lies  upon  the  hammock  deck  with  his  brains  blown  out  ! — come 
below,  chief,  and  you  shall  see  for  yourself,''  said  Bossle. 

"  Did  you  observe  him  when  he  fell,  boatswain  ?" 

"  I  did  chief." 

"  Now  tell  me,  and  tell  me  truly,  boatswain — what  was  the  gunner 
doing  in  the  hatchway  ?'' 

"  Star-gazing,  I  s'pose." 

"•  What !  with  a  pistol  ?  How  is  this — answer  me — was  he  not 
listening  to  the  conversation  of  persons  on  the  deck  ?"  demanded  tb« 
chief  sternly,  as  he  drew  another  pistol  from  his  belt 


64  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 

"  I  think  he  was,  sir.'* 

"  Precisely,  sir — he  was  listening  contrary  to  the  regulations  of  our 
band — listening  to  his  chief;  and,  had  you  been  in  his  place,  you  would 
have  met  with  a  like  fate.  I  shot  him  and  am  alone  responsible  for  his 
death !" 

"  He  was  an  old  comrade,  sir — a  skillful  gunner — a '' 

""  Peace,  boatswain ;''  commanded  the  chief,  interrupting  Bossle ; 
"  never  mind  what  he  was — the  man  deserved  his  fate,  as  you  and  all 
of  ye  know — let  that  suffice.  Pipe  all  hands  below,  except  the  watch 
on  deck !" 

The  boatswain  obeyed  the  order,  and  his  shrill  whistle  soon  cleared 
the  deck  of  the  buccaneers,  save  the  helmsman  and  look-out  and  the 
chief  and  his  friend. 

"  I  watch  to-night !''  remarked  Brunei  to  Winchester.  "  To-morrow 
morning  the  decisive  blow  will  be  given.  The  aid  of  yourself  and  com 
panions  may  or  may  not  be  wanted— during  the  night  I  will  convey 
arms  to  your  room.  My  signal  for  your  appearance  on  deck  will  be  the 
firing  of  a  pistol !  Adieu,  for  the  night." 

Our  hero,  bidding  that  strange  man  a  cordial  good  night,  repaired  be 
low  to  communicate  with  his  companions  regarding  the  movements  of 
the  chief,  which  he  pretty  accurately  understood  from  the  strange  in 
terview  already  in  the  possession  of  the  reader. 

That  night  Arthur  Brunei  slept  not.  He  paced  the  deck,  watching 
the  hatchways  with  a  suspicious  gaze,  and  regarding  the  slightest  noise 
proceeding  from  below  of  unusual  import  during  his  silent  watch. 

Morning  dawned — the  moon  paled  at  the  approach  of  Aurora — the 
stars  grew  dim,  ere  the  faithful  watcher  dared  to  leave  his  post.  The 
lieutenant  was  called,  and  the  chief  went  below  for  a  brief  repose. 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER.  65 


CHAPTER  X. 

The  Buccaneer  Band  assembled  on  Deck.     Bold  Policy  of  the  Chief. 

His  Renunciation.     Declares  the  Crew  Disbanded.      The  Pirates 

express   their  opinion  against  sparing  the  lives  of  the  Prisoners. 

Dissent  of  Brunei.      Treason   Declared.      To  Arms  !   To  Arms  ! 

Undaunted  behavior  of  the  Chief.     A  brief  metlwd  of  overpowering 

superior  numbers  .'      The  Chief  Victorious. 

AT  four  bells  in  the  forenoon  watch,  the  boatswain's  shrill  notes  were 
heard  throughout  the  vessel,  piping  all  hands  on  deck. 

The  crew  appeared  without  arms  of  any  description,  for  it  was  a 
regulation  well  understood  by  all  on  board,  that  whenever  the  guns  and 
other  weapons  were  stowed,  and  the  schooner  in  her  accustomed  disguise, 
no  arms  should  be  carrit.  by  the  men,  unless  the  ordinary  sailor's 
sheath-knife.  Each  of  the  higher  officers,  however,  could  carry  a  light 
i  j pier,  or  a  brace  of  pistols.  On  this  occasion,  the  chief  and  his  lieu 
tenant  were  entirely  unarmed. 

The  men,  according  to  the  chiefs  directions  communicated  through 
his  boatswain,  were  ranged  in  lines,  athwart  the  deck  about  amidships, 
facing  their  principal  officers,  who  stood  on  the  quarter-deck,  forward  of 
the  companion-way. 

As  soon  as  all  the  band  had  assembled,  the  Chief  stepped  forward  a 
pace,  and  assuming  an  unusually  dignified  attitude,  began  the  curious 
drama  by  addressing  them  in  serious  tones  as  follows  : 

"My  brave  companions: — (a  dead  silence  was  maintained  to  hear 
what  the  chief  had  te  present.)  I  have  assembled  you  together  thia 
morning  for  a  high  and  noble  purpose.  It  is  for  the  greatest  good  and 
happiness  to  us  all,  as  I  firmly  believe,  though  it  may,  as  I  trust  not, 
meet  with  your  utter  disapproval  and  condemnation. 

"First  of  all,  however,  as  I  intimated  last  evening,  I  wish  to  satisfy 
you  if  possible,  in  regard  to  the  prisoners  now  in  our  hands.  Each  of 
you  make  known  your  desire  1" 

"  Death  to  them  all ."'  promptly  answered  one  of  the  oldest  buccan 
eers. 

"  That  is  my  decree  !"  said  a  hoary-headed  veteran.  "  I,  who  have 
sailed  under  many  a  noted  chief,  never  heard  such  a  question  put  be 
fore.  I  say,  death  !  and  the  sooner  the  better  '" 


86  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 

"  So  say  I !''  growled  a  third. 

"  We  shall  surely  be  betrayed  into  the  hands  of  our  enemies  if  we 
adopt  the  policy  of  taking  prisoners  into  our  band,  or  suffer  them  to  es 
cape,"  remarked  a  fourth.  • 

"  I  say,  death  to  them  all  !''  declared  a  fifth. 

"  Vengeance  on  that  white-livered  boy  who  shot  the  brave  Roderigo  !'' 
exclaimed  a  young  Spaniard. 

Here  was  a  pause  of  some  ten  seconds. 

"  Speak — speak — every  man  of  ye  !"  commanded  the  chief,  his  eyes 
beginning  to  flash  angrily.  "  I  would  know  all  your  minds — then  ye 
shall  know  mine  !" 

"  If  these  men  will  solemnly  swear  to  bind  themselves  forever  to  our 
band,  it  were  better  to  spare  their  lives  ?"  said  a  young  Englishman. 
'•  We  have  before  relied  on  the  oaths  of  men,  why  not  again?" 

"  Not  prisoners  !"  grunted  the  hoary-headed  veteran. 

"  I  care  not,'7  returned  the  Englishman  ;  "  I  shall  give  my  voice  in 
favor  of  sparing  their  lives." 

"  And  so  do  I  decide.  We  spill  human  gore  enough  to  satiate  the 
most  bloody-thirsty  wretch  of  us  all,  I  should  suppose,  without  taking  the 
lives  of  men  who  can  do  us  no  possible  harm,  and  may  be  of  essentia: 
service  to  us  !"  said  an  Italian. 

"  I  decide  upon  their  summary  execution,"  said  another. 

"  I  care  not  what  disposition  is  made  of  them,"  declared  a  Cuban 
Creole. 

"  Why  not  leave  the  matter  for  the  decision  of  the  chief,'1  said  the 
boatswain's  mate. 

•'  What  !  what  shall  we  abandon  our  right  in  this  matter  ?"  ejaculat 
ed  the  old  pirate  who  had  proclaimed  death.  "  Ye're  fools,  shipmates, 
to  do  that.  Cling  to  your  rights  or  we  are  lost!  1  say  let  us  decide 
this  matter  among  ourselves !" 

Without  further  debate  the  men  severally  expressed  their  opinion  or 
decision  ;  the  result  proving  that  a  considerable  majority  of  the  bucca 
neers  were  in  favor  of  immediate  execution  of  those  whom  the  chief 
had  determined  and  sworn  to  protect  even  at  the  hazard  of  his  own 
life. 

"  I  have  heard  ye  all,''  resumed  the  chief:  "  and  right  glad  am  I 
to  know  that  among  ye  there  are  a  few  little  less  inhuman  than  blood 
hounds.  I  am  a  man  of  few  words  as  ye  well  know,  but  those  words 
shall  be  spoken  boldly,  though  I  knew  that  not  one  of  ye  would  raise  your 
voice  in  unison  with  mine.  Here  me — the  lives  of  these  men  shall  be 
spared.  Your  chief  declares  it,  despite  your  decision.  Moreover,  we, 
as  an  organized  band  of  buccaneers,  have  committed  our  last  act  ol 
piracy.  From  this  moment,  henceforth  and  forever,  I  renounce  the  Cor 
sair's  life,  and  declare  this  band  dissolved." 

The  pirates  stood  amazed  !  and  stared  with  an  incredulous  look  upon 
their  bold  chief,  who  had  spoken  to  them  as  never  man  dare  to  speak 
before. 

"  Our  chief  must  be  mad,  he's  insane  !  his  brain  is  turned  !"  said 
they  one  to  another.  "  He  would  not  dare  thus  to  speak  were  he  in  hi« 
right  mind.'' 


THE  REBEL  AND  THE  ROVER.      _67 

"  Flatter  not  yourselves  with  the  idea  that  your  chief  has  lost  his 
senses,  when  in  fact  he  has  just  recovered  them.  I  have  been  mad — 
you  have  been  mad,  comrades,  in  so  long  continuing  his  hellish  life  ; 
and  ye  who  are  determined  to  pursue  it  are  worse  than  mad.  Re 
nounce,  then,  this  insane,  this  worse  than  beastly  life,  and  become  men  ; 
and  I  doubt  not  we  shall  find  occupations  better  suited  to  our  natures  — 
less  dangerous  and  infinitely  more  agreeable  than  the  ruthless  one  we 
have  so  long  followed.  Ye  have  all  abundance  of  treasure — therefore 
seek  no  more  through  deeds  of  blood." 

'*  If  we  disband,  comrades,  we  shall  ere  long  be  dangling  at  a  rope's 
end ;  "  remarked  one  of  the  veteran  buccaneers. 

"  Beware,  chief;"  suggested  the  boatswain.  "  We  have  always  felt 
proud  of  you  ;  "  but  there's  treason  in  what  you've  said  and  proposed." 

"  Ay,  treason,  treason,  treason  !"  echoed  some  half  dozen  voices. 

"  Call  it  what  you  will,  comrades,  I  have  determined  on  my  course,* 
said  Brunei,  undaunted  by  the  menacing  threats  which  came  from  this 
pirate  band.  Those  who  have  the  courage  to  renounce  this  wicked 
career  I  invite  to  the  quarter  deck.  Those  who  will  not  sustain  their 
chief  remain  as  ye  are.'' 

Some  half  a  dozen  only  of  that  three  score  of  buccaneers  resolutely 
stepped  forward,  took  places  beside  their  brave  leader.  A  few  others 
would  have  followed,  had  they  not  been  intimidated  by  the  sneers  and 
threats  of  the  majority.  "  Cowards,  slaves,  fools,  miscreants  !"  exclaim 
ed  the  boatswain  to  those  who  had  gone  over  to  Brunei  Jtit"  The  traitors 
must  die  !  To  arms  !  to  arms  !"  he  cried. 

The  pirates  precipitately  rushed  below  to  arm  themselves  with  the 
muskets,  pikes,  pistols  and  sabres,  which  were  stov/ed  in  boxes  made 
for  the  purpose,  on  the  hammock  deck  below. 

The  chief  and  his  small  party  stirred  not  from  the  spot  they  first  oc 
cupied.  Unarmed  and  unterrified  they  stood,  as  if  possessed  of  courage 
and  power  to  look  down  the  large  mutinous  force  which  was  to  oppose 
them. 

Presently,  the  adverse  party,  headed  by  Bossle,  every  man  of  which 
was  fully  armed,  appeared  on  deck,  and  commanded  the  chief  and  his 
supporters  to  surrender. 

"  Fools  !"  exclamed  Brunei,  with  a  smile  of  utter  contempt  upon  hig 
features.  "  Though  unarmed,  flatter  not  yourselves  your  weapons  have 
any  terror  in  our  eyes.  Wretches,  think  ye  we  are  powerless  ?  Think 
ye  we  have  not  counted  the  cost  and  prepared  for  this  hour  ?  Behold  !" 
he  continued,  seizing  a  blazing  torch  from  the  hands  of  Juba,  who  stood 
in  the  companion  way,  and  flourishing  it  above  his  head  ;  "  behold  !  this 
is  our  weapon.  Advance  but  one  single  step  aft,  and  I  will  blow  you  all 
into  eternity.  Look  ! — here  is  a  quintuple  train  which  leads  to  so  many 
casks  of  powder  !  Throw  down  your  arms  and  ask  for  mercy  !  Quick  ! 
or  as  true  as  there  is  a  God  in  Heaven,  or  a  demon  in  hell.  I'll  blow 
the  ship  and  all  on  board  to  atoms!" 

The  chief  spoke  in  tones  of  awful  solemnity. 

There  was  a  fearful  look  of  determination  in  his  usually  calm  but 
now  fiercely  dilated  eye,  which  told  that  mutinous  crew  his  threats  were 


68  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 

no  idle  words  !     His  whole  demeanor  showed  that  he  was  in  earnest. 

The  buccaneers  heard,  saw  and  felt  it  !  and  their  weapons  dropped 
upon  the  deck,  and  down  they  fell  upon  their  knees. 

"  Every  man  of  you  now  go  peaceably  below,  and  leave  your  weap 
ons  upon  the  deck.  Stay ! — those  of  you  who  will  now  willingly  re 
nounce  buccaneering  may  come  to  the  quarter  deck,"  said  the  chief, 
still  maintaining  his  fearful  position. 

Some  eight  or  ten  gladly  accepted  the  offer  of  the  chief,  and  came 
aft  ;  the  greater  number,  in  a  dogged  manner,  obeyed  their  master's 
commands  by  going  below. 

No  sooner  had  the  last  one  disappeared  fiom  the  deck,  than  the  chief 
ordered  the  hatchway  to  be  closed.  A  heavy  grated  hatch  was  lifted 
on,  and  secured  by  bolts  and  locks,  the  keys  of  which  were  taken  charge 
of  by  the  chief. 

Thus  by  the  courage,  firmness  and  decision  of  one  man,  that  band  ol 
desperate  men  were  humbled,  and  made  prisoners  at  his  will. 


CHAPTER  XI  . 

Conditional  Release  of  the  Buccaneers.  Their  subsequent  Treach 
ery.  The  Old  Brig.  Preparations  for  another  Battle.  The  Hail 
and  the  Response.  Effects  of  a  little  Grape  and  Canister.  The 
Battle  rages.  Close  Quarters.  Death  of  £ossle,  the  Boatswain. 
Tlu  Chief  wounded.  The  Buccaneers  totally  Destroyed.  Ex 
plosion  of  the  Brig.  Safety  of  the  Schooner. —  A  few  Moral 
Comments. 

QUIET  reigned  on  board  the  Blue  Dragon  for  several  days  immediate 
ly  succeeding  the  bold  and  partially  successful  stratagem  of  reclaiming 
that  abandoned  crew. 

The  watches  were  carefully  set  each  under  the  eye  of  Brunei  or  Sed- 
ley,  and  every  man  was  armed  to  quell  any  demonstration  which  might 
be  made  through  the  treachery  of  any  one  on  deck,  or  by  the  power  oi 
those  below. 

On  the  fifth  day  of  the  confinement  of  those  who  still  persisted  in 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 


pursuing  a  buccaneering  life  when  they  should  regain  their  liberty,  the 
chief  approached  the  grated  hatch,  and  endeavored  to  persuade  them 
to  do  as  he  had  done,  and  renounce  piracy  forever. 

"  Set  us  free,'7  said  the  boatswain,  "  and  we  will  obey  orders." 

'*  What  assurance  can  you  give  me  1" 

"•  The  oath  of  a  pirate  to  a  pirate  !"  replied  Bossle. 

"  That  will  not  do,  boatswain,  for  I  am  no  pirate,"  declared  Brunei. 

"  Then  dictate  your  own  terms,''  said  the  boatswain,  "  for  I'd  rather 
become  what  the  world  calls  an  honest  man,  than  to  be  cooped  up  in 
this  hole — and  so  had  all  my  comrades.'1 

"  You  speak,  then  for  your  comrades,  as  well  as  for  yourself.". 

"  A>,  chief." 

".Glad  I  am  to  see  you  so  humble,''  said  Brunei.  "  Since  you  leave  it 
.j  me  to  dictate  the  terms  of  .your  release,  listen.  .We  are  now  approach 
ing  the  Free  Rover's  Islet ;  1  propose  there  to  set  you  ashore,  sir  at  a 
time.  You  know  that  there  is  yet  abundance  ot  treasure  concealed  in 
the  Golden  Cave,  of  which  myself  and  companions  will  not  share  an 
ingot ;  it  is  at  your  and  your  comrades'  disposal.  All  that  I  claim  in 
return,  for  my  followers  and  myself,  is  this  schooner,  which  you  are 
aware  is  not  of  the  value  of  one  sixth  part  of  the  treasures  of  the  cave. 
Accept  these  terms,  and  to-day  you  will  be  set  at  liberty.'' 

"  A.  generous  offer,  chief,  but  how  are  we  to  leave  the  island,  if  we 
are  left  without  a  vessel  V  asked  Bossle. 

"  Better  far  will  it  be  for  ye  all  never  to  leave  it,  for  should  any  of 
ye  chance  to  get  away,  ye'll  surely  be  hanged.  The  island  is  a  delight 
ful  one,  and  if  proper  means  are  resorted  to,  its  resources  will  prove 
abundant  for  your  subistence.  Perchance,  the  old  brig,  under  Carlos, 
will  yet  make  her  appearance." 

"  Nay  chief,  that's  too  much  to  hope  for,"  said  the  boatswain. — 
"This  is  the  fifth  year  of  her  absence;  she  went  to  Davy's  locker 
long  ago.  1  dreamed  her  fate  one  night,  and  my  dreams  always  prove 
true  to  the  letter.''  .  • 

"  Well,  well,  I  admit  there  isn't  much  hope  for  her  re-appearance  ; 
and  were  it  not  for  the  Lady  'Bel,  for  whom  I  still  retain  an  affection,  I 
could  not  wuh  again  to  behold  the  old  hulk.  But  what  is  your  decis 


ion 


II 


"  I  must  first  consult  my  comrades,"  remarked  Boasle  ;  "  but  first  let 
me  ask  what  you  propose  to  do  with  us  in  case  of  our  refusal  V 

"  Run  into  the  inlet — secure  the  treasures — make  sail  for  some  un 
inhabited  island — set  you  ashore  one  by  one,  where  you  can  do  us  and 
the  world  no  more  mischief,"  answered  Brunei  with  earnestness. 

"  By  h — 11  we'd  scuttle  or  burn  the  schooner  first !"  exclaimed  Bossle, 
indignantly. — "  Any  fate  but  that,  chief.  Remember  although  beneath 
the  hatches,  we've  yet  the  power  to  do  a  deal  of  mischief — drive  us  to 
desperation  and  we'll  dare  to  do  anything." 

''  Then  accept  the  lenient  terms  already  proposed,  and  in  one  how 
I  will  return  for  your  decision." 

Brunei  then  repeated  the  terms  upon  which  he  offered  to  liberate 
these  unrepentant  wretches,  and  turned  away  to  await  their  doternuaa- 
tion.  5 


"0  THE    REBEL    AND   .THE    ROVER. 

He  had  weighed  well  the  matter  of  putting  them  beyond  his  respon- 
•ibility  and  constant  watchfulness,  and  no  plan  seemed  to  him  so  feasible 
as  the  one  proposed. 

He  could  not  make  up  his  mind  to  destroy  them,  devils  though  they 
were,  for  he  had  long  participated  in  their  crimes ;  partook  of  the  spoili 
of  thSir  victories  ;  shared  the  same  dangers — in  short  had  feasted, 
fought  and  sported  with  them,  ever  since  he  could  wield  a  sabre,  or  aim 
a  carbine. 

To  land  them  on  the  islet — where  they  might  subsist  by  honest  lab 
or,  without  placing  in  their  power  any  availa  ble  means  of  doi  ng  man 
kind  any  more  injury,  or  giving  them  any  opportunity  for  desertion, 
seemed  to  Brunei  the  most  safe,  most  humane,  and,  indeed,  the  only 
plan  he  could  conceive. of  for  ridding  himself  of  those  brutal  beings, 
with  whom  he  determined  never  to  associate,  and  for  whom  he  had  al 
ways  felt  a  certain  degree  of  detestation. 

The  Blue  Dragon  had  arrived  at  the  islet,  and  was  running  up  the 
narrow  channel,  when  the  chief  went  again  forward  to  learn  the  pi 
rate's  determination. 

They  had  ali  consented  to  be  landed  on  condition  that  thirty  casks  of 
rum,  and  a  few  oiher  stores  less  consequential  to  them  were  landed  with 
them. 

"  You  shall  have  sixty  casks,"  replied  the  chief,  "  providing  there  are 
as  many  aboard  ;  and  right  glad  are  we  to  part  with  them.  Thus 
•hall  we  rid  the  schooner  of  two  of  the  greatest  evils  which  afflict  man- 
aind — rum  and  pirates.'' 

"  You  are  merry,  chief,  with  the  idea  of  parting  with  your  two  best 
riends,"  retorted  Bossle  ;  "  and  I  have  no  doubt  when  you  are  once  re- 
ieved  of  our  company,  you'll  provide  yourself  with  a  choice  store  of 
good  liquors  from  the  first  Spaniard  or  Frenchman  you  may  chance  to 
tall  in  with." 

"  May  Heaven's  vengeance  fall  upon  my  head  if  ever  I  do  another 
act  of  piracy  !"  exclaimed  Brunei  in  solemn  tones. 

"  Curse  me  if  I  care  what  you  do  after  you  have  let  us  out  of  this 
infernal  hole,"  said  Bossle,  "and  the  sooner  you  do  it  we  shall  be  so 
much  more  obliged  to  you.'7 

Without  further  parley  the  chief  gave  direction  to  his  men  prepara 
tory  to  carrying  into  effect  his  design. 

The  schooner  having  approached  the  nearest  landing  place  to  with- 
m  a  cable  length's  distance,  the  anchor  was  let  go,  and  the  cutter  low 
ered  and  brought  round  to  the  starboard  gangway. 

The  grated  hatch  was  then  removed,  and  six  of  the  pirates  were  al 
lowed  to  come  on  deck  and  get  into  the  cutter,  which  was  manned  by 
an  equal  number  of  oarsmen,  under  the  command  of  Sedley,  all  of 
whom  were  armed  with  a  brace  of  pistols,  with  orders  to  shoot  down 
any  one  who  offered  violence  or  made  the  slightest  resistance. 

In  addition  to  this  precaution  two  eighteen  pound  carronades,  on 
the  quarter  deck,  had  been  mounted  and  heavily  charged  with  grape 
and  canister,  and  a  man  was  stationed  at  each  gun  with  a  lighted 
match  in  his  hand,  with  orders  to  fire  if  occasion  required. 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVEK.  71 

As  soon  as  the  first  six  had  been  landed,  the  cutter  returned,  and 
MX  more  were  permitted  to  come  on  deck,  to  be  taken  on  shore. 

In  this  manner,  in  the  course  of  an  hour,  the  last  of  the  buccaneers 
had  left  the  schooner,  and  another  hour  was  consumed  in  landing  the 
many  casks  of  spirits  which  comprised  the  vessel's  entire  stock,  besides 
several  other  casks  and  barrels  that  were  included  in  the  conditions  mu 
tually  agreed  upon. 

The  last  article  having  been  landed,  and  the  cutter  having  run  along 
side,  orders  were  immediately  given  for  weighing  anchor,  and  soon  the 
Blue  Dragon  was  moving  slowly  down  the  channel  to  the  open  sea. 

At  a  league's  distance  from  the  island,  the  light  breeze  which  had 
wafted  her  along  now  died  away,  and  she  lay  motionless  upon  the 
bosom  of  the  smooth  ocean. 

The  day  passed  away — night  came — another  morning  dawned,  and 
yet  she  remained  apparently  in  the  same  spot  where  she  was  becalmed. 

Two  men  only  kept  watch  on  deck,  for  the  heat  of  a  tiopical  sun, 
without  a  breath  of  air  stirring,  was  insufferable,  and  had  driven  all 
others  below 

Towards  sunset  on  the  second  day — the  look-out  having  been  care 
less  in  performing  his  duty,  and  the  helmsman  idling  away  the  hour  of 
the  .watch  in  the  shadow  of  the  mainsail  — the  chief  came  on  deck  with 
his  glass,  for  the  purpose  of  scanning  the  horizon  for  vessels,  and  to  ob 
serve  if  there  were  any  appearances  indicating  a  change  in  the  weather. 

But  ere  he  had  taken  a  position  for  observation,  he  was  startled  at 
perceiving  a  large  brig  in  the  channel  of  the  islet,  making  for  the  open 
sea,  being  towed  by  two  boats. 

"  By  heavens,  'tis  the  old  brig  !"  he  exclaimed  ;  "  The  devil  has  got 
her  sure  enough,  so  we've  either  to  fight  and  conquer,  run  away  from 
her,  or  have  our  throats  cut !  Pipe  all  hands  on  deck  !"  said  he  to  the 
lazy  helmsman,  who  had  just  come  to  his  senses,  "  we've  no  time  to 
lose." 

The  alarm  was  soon  given,  and  every  man  rushed  upon  deck  to  be 
hold  the  unlocked  for  enemy. 

Brunei  saw,  at  once,  that  he  had  made  a  great  mistake  in  leaving 
the  island  without  taking  a  look  into  the  haven ;  and  he  conjectured 
rightly  that  the  pirates  had  unexpectedly  found  the  old  cruiser  laid  up 
in  the  inlet,  and  that  they  had  occupied  the  time  while  the  schooner 
lay  becalmed  in  the  offing,  in  putting  her  in  sea-going  order. 

"  See  that  the  disguised  waist  is  removed,  Mr.  Sedley,  the  port  holes 
opened,  and  the  guns  hoisted  and  rigged  in  working  order." 

It  was  an  arduous  task  for  that  small  crew  but  they  worked  with 
such  energy,  that  notwithstanding  the  intolerable  heat,  they  had  pre 
pared  the  deck  for  action  in  less  than  an  hour  after  the  brig  was  de 
scried.  « 

Meanwhile  the  sun  had  set,  and  the  first  shades  of  twilight  were 
fast  creeping  over  the  ocean. 

The  brig  approached  slowly  by  the  efforts  of  the  oarsmen,  while  th« 
ichooner  remained  as  stationary  as  if  her  best  bower  and  sheet  ancnor 
were  out. 


72  THE    KEBEL    AND    THE    ROYER. 

It  was  very  evident  that  by  starlight,  and  by  the  light  of  their  own 
fires,  the  battle  would  be  fought. 

Eight  bells  struck,  and  not  a  gun  had  yet  been  fired,  although  the 
brig  was  within  a  musket  shot  distance,  now  drifting  slowly  on,  for  the 
boats  had  been  ordered  in.  Presently  a  voice  from  the  brig's  bow, 
which  Brunei  recognized  as  Bossle's  was  heard  aboard  the  schooner— 

"  Ahoy,  there — schooner   ahoy  T' 

There  was  no  response  from  her  antagonist.  Thrice  the  hail  was  re 
peated,  still  no  answer. 

A  musket  snot  from  the  brig  came  whizzing  over  the  quarter-deck, 
followed  by  the  cry  of — 

"  Blue  Dragon,  ahoy  !  surrender,  or  we'll  blow  you  to  the  devil.  This 
is  the  Free  Rover's  brig  Thunderbolt,  Bossle,  commander,  and  be  d— — d 
to  ye." 

"  Mr.  Sedley,  stand  by  the  long  gun  !"  ordered  Brunei ;  "  slap  a  round 
into  the  demons  by  way  of  a  response.'' 

"  Ay,  ay,  sir." 

"  Take  good  aim  fore  and  aft  her  deck — are  you  ready  ?" 

."  All  ready,  sir.*' 

"  Fire  !" 

The  heavy  g\m  was  discharged — a  crash,  yells  and  groans  succeeded; 
and  as  soon  as  the  smoke  cleared  away,  the  effect  of  the  shot  was 
clearly  visible — a  clean  breach  was  made  just  under  the  larboard  cat 
head,  and  the  grape  and  canister  had  traversed  the  entire  length  of  the 
deck  ;  demolishing  every  thing  in  its  destructive  path.'1 

A  volley  of  musketry,  which  did  little  or  no  injury  was  the  only  return 
made  for  the  disastrous  effects  of  the  long  gun. 

"  Why  don't  the  rascals  give  us  a  taste  of  their  battery  ?"  ejaculated 
the  lieutenant. 

"  It  is  my  opinion  they  havn't  a  big  gun  on  board  in  working  order ; 
or,  perhaps,  they  are  short  of  ammunition,''  replied  the  chief.  ''  Their 
plan,  I  now  perceive,  is  to  board  us.  We  must  avoid  that  until  we  give 
them  a  few  rounds.  Let  every  gun  blaze  away,  for  the  present — and 
mind,  Mr.  Sedley,  a  plenty  of  grape  canister." 

"  Ay,  ay,  sir." 

Now  the  battle  commenced  in  good  earnest — the  battery  of  the 
schooner  roared,  while  from  the  brig  could  only  bs  heard  the  rattle  of 
musketry — the  crashing  of  spars  and  timbers — and  cries  and  curses  of 
desperate  leaders,  and  the  shrieks  and  groans  of  the  wounded  and  dying. 
Soon  the  vessels  were  within  pistol  shot  distance — yet  the  schooner's 
heavy  guns  played  away  until  they  had  made  a  complete  breach  through 
her  hull,  and  shattered  a  portion  of  her  main  deck  into  fragments. 

The  number  of  pirates  were  now  reduced  to  twenty-five,  who  were 
able  to  do  duty,  but  knowing  that  the  schooner  had  less  than  that  num 
ber  before  the  fight  commenced,  they  still  expected  an  easy  victory  by 
boarding. 

They,  therefore,  resorted  to  grappling,  by  which  they  quickly  brought 
the  brig  almofct  broadside  to ;  but  at  the  instant,  the  long  gun  on  the 
quarter  deck  was  discharged  directly  amongst  a  group  of  buccaneer! 


THE  REBEL  AND  THE  ROVER.       73 

who  stood  ready  for  boarding,  and  more   than  half  of  them  were  swept 
into  eternity. 

Six  or  seven  only  of  all  that  piratical  crew  succeeded  in  gaining  a 
footing  upon  their  antagonist's  deck ;  and  among  them  was  Bossle,  be 
smeared  with  human  gore,  still  fighting  like  a  bloodhonnd,  and  growling 
like  a  tiger. 

Brunei  rushed  towards  him  sabre  in  hand,  and  for  some  moments, 
single-handed,  they  both  /ought  with  desperation,  while  other  despera 
does  engaged  the  chief's  supporters. 

A  chance  pistol-shot  struck  Brunei  and  he  staggered.  Bossle  rushed 
on  to  dispatch  him,  but  his  heavy  cutlass  was  warded  off  by  the  sabre 
of  Winchester,  and  the  next  moment  our  hero  cleaved  the  head  of  the 
bloody  monster  and  he  fell  lifeless  upon  the  deck. 

Three  pirates  only  remained,  and  these,  on  seeing  their  leader  fall, 
leaped  overboard  to  avoid  death  by  the  keen  weapons  of  their  adversa 
ries. 

The  pirate  crew  were  totally  annihilated — the  victory  was  complete. 

Sedley  having  discovered  that  the  brig  was  fast  settling,  ordered  his 
men  to  cast  off  the  grappling  irons,  and  to  man  the  cutter  to  tow  the 
schooner  ahead  of  the  sinking  vessel. 

This  was  done  with  alacrity,  but  they  had  gained  scarcely  a  cable's  :, 

distance  from  the  brier,  when  a  tongue  of  fire  shot  up  through  the  main 
hatchway,  followed  by  a  terrific  explosion,  scattering  fragments  high 
into  the  air,  and  for  many  miles  around.  ,. 

It  was  a  miraculous  escape  for  the  schooner,  and  it  seemed  as  if  the  ,* 

hand  of  Providence  guided  her  beyond  reach  of  the  catastrophe. 

The  hulk  went  down  immediately  after  the  explosion,  and  all  that 
remained  were  a  few  floating  spars,  and  other  fragments  of  the  brig  of 
the  buccaneers. 


CHAPTER  XII. 

A  Short  Chapter,  which  reveals   to  the  Reader  some  startling  facts 
developing  the  plot  of  uur  yarn. 

IT  was  the  still  hour  of  midnight,  and  serenely  beautiful  was  the  sky, 
the  ocean,  all  around. 

Like  a  sea  of  burnished  glass  was  the  wide  expanse  of  water,  and  so 
clearly  did  it  reflect  the  ever-burning  lights  of  the  blue  expanse,  that  all 
appeared  like  one  vast  hollow  sphere,  with  the  vessel  suspended  directly 
in  its  centre. 

On  the  deck  of  the  victorious  schooner  but  two  men  kept  her  watch 
— her  deck  was  cleared  of  all  evidence  of  the  recent  conflict,  and  the 
schooner  put  in  the  same  neat  trim  as  before. 

Ir-  the  gorgeously  furnished  cabin  of  the  Blue  Dragon,  lying  upon  a 
luxurious  couch,  his  head  propped  up  w^th  pillows,  was  the  wounded 
chieT 


74  THE    REBEL    AXD    THE    ROYER. 

Near  him  sat  George  Winchester  and  Lieutenant  Sedley,  administer 
ing  to  his  wants,  and  in  the  background  stood  Juba,  his  negro  servant, 
ready  and  eager  to  obey  the  least  order  of  his  master. 

His  wound,  a  pistol-shot  in  the  breast,  had  been  probed  and  dressed 
but  there  was  no  possibility  of  extracting  the  bullet,  which  he  felt  was 
lodged  in  the  backbone. 

'•  'Tis  a  small  wound,  but  His  enough,"  said  he,  resignedly  ;  "  but 
my  friends  I  do  not  fear  to  die !  but,  lest  my  little  strength  should  soon 
fail  me,  I  must  now  see  the  boy  !  Juba.  the  boy  !  lead  him  hither." 

Juba  darted  into  the  state-room,  while  Sedley  and  Winchester  arose 
as  if  to  retire. 

"  Stay,  my  friends,''  said  Brunei,  "  I  have  no  privacy  with  this  youth 
that  I  desire  to  keep  from  you.  Be  seated  on  the  sofa  opposite,  for  I 
would  have  you  near  me,  and  be  witnesses  of  the  revelations  I  shall 
break  to  him.'' 

The  negro  now  appeared  with  the  sickly-looking  boy  leaning  upon 
him  for  support.  Sedley  stepped  forward  and  assisted  him  to  the  couch 
of  the  wounded  chief. 

He  had  recovered  from  the  disease  sometimes  significantly  called 
Neptune's  Curse — vulgarly  sea-sickness ;  but  it  had  reduced  him  in 
flesh,  and  left  him  so  weak  that  he  could  scarcely  maintain  an  erect 
position.  This  was  the  first  time,  too,  that  he  had  left  the  state-room 
since  it  was  assigned  him  by  Arthur  Brunei. 

A  taper  light  was  burning  upon  the  cabin-table,  which  shed  but  a 
feeble  and  melancholy  light  upon  that  solemn  scene. 

"  Come  hither,"  said  the  wounded  chief,  extending  his  hand  to  the 
youth  ;  "  come  closely — be  not  afraid — I  am  soon  to  die,  and  have  a 
revelation  foi  your  ear.  I  must  be  brief,  for  I  feel  that  my  life-tide  is 
ebbing  fast." 

The  youth  knelt  upon  an  ottoman  aud  rested  his  arm  upon  the  couch. 
Opposite  sat  Winchester  and  Sedley  gazing  with  intense  interest  upon 
the  scene,  and  wondering  what  was  to  be  the  sequel  of  the  interview, 
which  they  were  called  upon  to  bear  witness  to. 

"  My  name,"  commenced  the  chief,  "  is  no  more  Arthur  Brunei  than 
yours  is  Herman  Percival !'' 

The  youth  seemed  startled  at  this  declaration,  but  he  made  no  reply. 

"  I  have  good  evidence  in  believing  that  my  name  is  Arthur  Mt-r- 
win  !" 

"  Arthur  Merwin  !"  repeated  the  youth  with  surprise,  while  Winches 
ter  leaped  with  astonishment  to  his  feet,  for  he  had  more  than  once 
heard  that  that  was  the  name  of  him  who  had  strayed  away  and  lost, 
or  wa&  stolen  from  his  home  when  but  a  child. 

•'  Yes,  I  believe  myself  to  be  the  long  lost  son  of  Morton  Merwiii. 
and  my  friend,"  addressing  Winchester,  who  had  approached  a  step  or 
two  in  his  surprise,  "  this  boy — pardon  me — I  firmly  believe,  from  a 
ruiniatu.e  which  you  know  I  have  seen,  and  from  a  diamond-suidded 
cross  with  the  name  of  Therese  Merwin  engraved  upon  it,  ariu  which 
he  wears  about  his  neck — to  be  MY  sister  !  And  I  shall  assume  a 
brother's  perrogative  to  relieve  you  of  this  masculine  appendage  !''  and 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROYER. 


he  snatched  from  her  lips  the  mustache  which  had  done  so  much  toward 
deceiving  many  on  the  day  she  sat  out  on  her  perilous  voyage. 

"  Oh  !  my  poor  brother,  and  do  I  meet  you  thus  ?"  she  feebly  ejacu 
lated,  as  she  bent  her  sweet  features  upon  his  pallid  cheek  and  kissed 
him  over  and  over  again  ;  "  is  there  no  hope,  brother  ?" 

"  None,  sweet  sister  !"  he  replied,  while  he  smoothed  back  the  short 
curls  which  hung  around  her  brow,  and  gazed  with  mingled  pride  and 
pleasure  upon  her  lovely  countenance,  "  I  shall  die  quite  happy,  now. 
But  it  would  give  me  much  joy  to  see  you  arrayed  once  more  in  proper 
habiliments,"  he  continued,  almost  playfully,  as  if  forgetting  the  pain 
of  his  wound,  and  that  he  was  reclining  on  the  very  brink  of  eternity. 

A  slight  crimson  blush  suffused  her  cheeks  as  she  cast  her  eyes  upon 
the  masculine  attire  which  covered  her  limbs. 

"  Pardon  me,  brother  —  if  you  but  knew  —  "  she  said,  hesitatingly  ; 
"  the  truth  is,  brother,  I  adopted  it  to  follow,  in  misfortune,  one  I  deep 
ly  loved  —  but,  alas,  I  fear  he  is  now  no  more,"  and  the  poor  maiden 
sighed. 

"  He  to  whom  you  gave  your  miniature  ?''  queried  Brunei. 

"  The  same  —  but,  tell  me,  brother,  how  knew  you  of  that  ?'' 

"  The  gentleman  will  speak  for  himself,"  said  the  chief,  beckoning  to 
Winchester,  who  had  been  standing  on  tiptoe,  scarcely  able  to  restrain 
his  impatience,  at  the  discovery  that  the  mysterious  '  youth'  was  none 
other  than  his  beloved  Therese. 

On  the  first  intimation  from  the  chief  he  rushed  forward,  and  the 
lovers  were  once  more  clasped  in  each  other's  arms. 

"  Heaven's  blessings  be  upon  ye,''  said  the  chief.  "  Therese,  you 
have  chosen  well  —  I  have  prored  your  lover  —  he  is  brave  and  noble, 
honest  and  self-sacrificing.  Love  him  with  all  the  strength  of  your 
affections,  for  he  is  worthy  of  a  seraph's  love." 

"  George,  I  thought  you  were  dead,''  said  Therese,  gazing  with  an 
almost  incredulous  look  upon  his  handsome  features.  '•  By  what  miracle 
are  you  here  ?" 

"  I  o'wre  my  life  to  him,"  said  George,  looking  towards  the  chief.  "  He 
has  preserved  us  both,  God  only  knows  how  much  I  am  your  brother's 
debtor." 

<•  My  duty  now  is  here,"  said  Therese,  as  she  turned  from  Winches 
ter,  auJ  again  bent  over  the  form  of  him  whom  she  doubted  not  was 
her  brother.  Joy  and  sorrow  seemed  to  be  striving  for  the  mastery  — 
joy,  that  her  lover  was  yet  alive,  and  that  she  had  found  a  brother  — 
sorrow,  that  that  brother's  pallid  cheek,  his  short  breathings,  and  the 
husky,  mournful  tones  of  his  voice,  all  indicated  that  the  sands  of  his 
glass  was  well-nigh  run  out.  These  last  made  her  weep,  and  the  tears 
Sowed  freely  down  her  pallid  cheeks.  „ 

"  Wee^  not,  my  sister—  rather  rejoice  that  you  have  found  a  protector 
in  him  you  have  long  loved,"  said  the  wounded  man.  "  It  is  but  meet 
that  I  should  be  even  thus  early  cut  off  from  the  world,  after  a  career 
of  thoughtlessness  and  sinfulness.  My  dear  brother—  for  so  I  must  be 
permitted  to  call  you/'  he  continued,  addressing  Winchester;  "  if  my 
Father  be  living  when  you  -eturn,  bear  to  him  my  dying  words—  that 


76  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 

but  for  circumstances  beyond  his  power  to  control,  his  son  would  nevo 
have  been  a  buccanneer.  Narrate  to  him  the  confession,  as  it  was  nar 
rated  to  you.  Comfort  him  with  the  assurance  that  his  son  had  re 
nounced  the  life  he  had  lived,  and  became  a  sincere  penitent — both  in 
word,  and  in  deed — when  he  was  the  chief  of  a  band,  and  ere  he  re 
ceived  his  mortal  stroke.  Promise  me  this." 

"  Most  faithfully  will  I  do  as  you  desire,"  answered  Winchester. 

"  Then  I  shall  die  content !  Therese,  your  hand — George,  yours — 
ah  !  this  coldness  around  my  heart  freezes  me— thus  do  I  unite  your 
hands.  May  God  be  merciful  to  you — and  grant  you  a  life  of  felicity. 
Ah  !  that  icy  pang — I  die — I  die—God  have  mercy  ! — mercy — mer — " 

Thus  ended  the  mortal  career  of  that  remarkable  man. 

He  who,  by  a  train  of  circumstances,  scarcely  intelligible  to  him 
self  became  a  buccaneer,  and  a  leader  of  buccaneers — who,  when  he 
saw  in  a  clear  light,  the  downward,  wretched,  ruthless  course  he  was 
pursuing,  had  the  moral  heroism  to  renounce,  even  at  the  sacrifice  of 
his  life. 

And  in  this  great  fact,  reader — this  moral  regeneration — lies  the 
moral  of  our  story. 

It  is  one  instance  towards  controverting  the  old  adage,  that  "a  young 
knave  will  only  be  a  greater  knave  as  he  grows  older  ;"  or  goes  to  re 
verse  the  somewhat  hacknied  saying,  "  that  as  sins  proceed  they  ever 
multiply,  and  like  figures  in  arithmetic,  the  last  stands  for  more  than 
all  that  went  before  it."  Brunei  was  truly  a  penitent,  a  reformed  man 
before  he  died,  and  out  of  his  own  sense  of  right  and  wrong  he  tri 
umphed  over  that  sin  to  which  it  may  be  said  he  was  educated — in 
deed,  his  contrition  was  not  less  than  the  great  evil  which  had  been 
instilled  into  him. 

He  trusted  not  his  soul  to  that  weak  and  slender  plank — a  death- 
oed  repentance  ;  but  his  confession  and  renunciation  of  a  sinful  career 
were  made  in  the  full  pride  and  vigor  of  manhood.  It  was  not  by  a 
single  action,  but  in  a  scries  of  acts ! 


CHAPTER     XIII. 

Our  Hero  and  Heroine  in  comfortable  Quarters,   Transformation   of 

the  Slue  Dragon.      Departure  for  New  England.     A  b.it   of  a 

Skirmish.     Arrival  at  Marblehead.     The  Two  Fishermen  and  the 

British   Sentinel.     Old   Broadbrim.     The    Sons  of  Liberty.     A 

few  happy  Events  in  Conclusion. 

EIGHTEEN  months  have  passed  away  since  the  occurrence  of  those 
singular  events  which  so  rapidly  succeeded  each  other,  and  which  we 
have  perhaps  too  concisely  related  hi  the  previous  chapters  of  our  ro 
mance. 

We  now  find  Lieut  Sedley,  together  with  George  Winchester  and  his 
beautiful  bride,  (the  latter  having  been  united  immediately  on  the  ar 
rival)  occupying  a  small  but  substantial  cottage,  surrounded  by  all  that 
Nature  renders  beautiful,  situated  about  a  league  from  the  chief  mari 
time  town  on  the  French  isle  of  Gaudaloupe. 


THE  REBEL  AND  THE  ROVER.       77 


This  lovely  spot  was  assigned  to  them  by  the  Governor  of  the  Island, 
to  whom  George  Winchester  had  confidentially  and  truihfully  related 
his  singular  history. 

The  Blue  Dragon  schooner  had  been  remodelled,  refitted,  and  her 
name  changed  to  that  of  "  The  Vision,"  and  was  now  lying  in  readi 
ness  to  sail  for  America,  whenever  it  was  thought  prudent  so  to  do. 

It  was  at  this  time  that  the  Sons  ol  Liberty  began  making  their  first 
open  resistance  to  British  oppression,  of  the  particulars  of  which  he  was 
constantly  advised  by  the  Governor,  who,  with  other  distinguished 
Frenchmen,  sympathized  warmly  with  those  who  were  stigmatized  as 
rebels. 

On  the  receipt  of  the  news  of  the  conflicts  at  Lexington  and  Concord, 
Winchester  determined  to  run  the  hazard  of  reaching  New  England's 
shore,  and  of  rejoining  the  Liberty  Boys  with  whom  he  had  early  asso 
ciated. 

The  command  of  the  schooner  devolved  upon  Sedley,  who  had  en 
tered  enthusiastically  into  the  liberal  views  of  Winchester,  and  who  de 
clared  that  the  remainder  of  his  days  should  be  devoted  to  the  Ameri 
can  cause,  in  order  to  retrieve  as  far  as  possible  his  previous  wayward 
career. 

TMie  schooner,  with  a  picked  crew  of  thirty  men,  mostly  American 
seamen,  sailed  from  the  island  late  in  the  month  of  May.  Winchester 
and  his  bride  were  passengers,  though  our  hero  did  good  service  during 
that  perilous  voyage. 

Several  times  did  they  narrowly  escape  capture  by  the  King's  vessels 
cruising  on  the  American  coast.  On  the  10th  of  June  "The  Vision" 
entered  Massachusetts  Bay,  when  she  fell  in  with  a  British  transport 
bound  to  Boston. 

A  sharp  engagement  took  place,  but  by  a  few  lucky  shots  from  the 
schooner's  long  guns,  the  transport's  main  topmast,  fore  top-gallarit-mast, 
and  spanker  boom,  were  carried  away,  which  so  crippled  her  for  sail 
ing,  that  the  schooner  soon  left  her  hull  down,  and  under  cover  of  the 
night  run  up  the  Bay,  and  entered  the  harbour  of  Marblehead. 

After  landing  our  he.ro  and  heroine,  the  schooner  again  set  sail  and 
run  down  the  north  shore,  and  Vvas  again  upon  the  wide  ocean.  Sub 
sequently  she  joined  the  French  fleet,  under  D'Estaing,  and  did  good 
service  in  the  glorious  cause  which  made  a  nation  free. 


It  was  at  the  sunset  hour  on  the  evening  of  the  15th  of  June,  1775, 
that  a  small  fishing  boat,  containing  two  persons,  in  the  attire  of  fisher 
men  rowed  past  the  British  fleet,  lying  in  Boston  Harbor,  and  landed  on 
the  little  beach  on  the  south  side  of  "  The  Mole,"  the  identical  spot 
where  George  Winchester  once  landed,  after  his  adventure  down  the 
harbour. 

The  fishermen,  apparently  a  father  and  son,  each  taking  a  string  of 
cod  and  haddock  in  their  hands,  began  trudging  up  the  steep  ascent  oi 
Fort  Hill,  when  they  were  brought  to  a  stand  still  by  the  challenge  of  a 
British  sentinel. 

"  Who  goes  there  V 


78  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 

"  Fish  !  f-i-s-h  !  buy  any  cod  an'  'addock  !"  cried  out  the  elder  fishef 
man  in  the  natural  drawling  tones  of  the  fishmongers  of  that  period, 

"  The  pass-word  '"  demanded  the  red-coated  sentinel. 

"  Fresh  cod  an'  'addock  !''  was  the  fisherman's  response. 

"  Back  !  back !  my  orders  are  to  let  no  one  pass  without  the  word,* 
•aid  the  sentinel. 

"Fresh  cod  an'  'addock !"  sang  out  the  fisherman  louder  than  before 

"  Who  are  ye?"  demanded  the  sentinel. 

"  Subjects  of — cod  an'  'addock." 

"  If  ye're  the  loyal  subjects  of  King  George  the  Third,  declare  it  and 
ye  may  pass  !  If  ye're  rebels "' 

"  Fresh  cod  an'  'addock  !"  -+ill  cried  out  the  fisherman  at  the  top  01 
his  lungs. 

"  D n   yer   cod    an'  'addock !''  exclaimed    the   sentinel.     "  Way 

with  yer,    an'   don't  come  bellowin'  round  'ere,  or  ye'll  get  into    the 
guard-'ouse." 

"  Fayther,  the  thojer  damth  cod  an'  'addock  !''  drawled  out  the  fish- 
erboy,  as  he  vainly  endeavored  to  separate  the  long  uncombed  ringlets 
which  almost  concealed  the  upper  part  of  his  face.  "  Than't  I  go  daown 
to  the  boat,  fayther,  and  fotch  him  up  a  nice  red  lobther  ?" 

"  The  Guvnor'll  lorbster  me  ef  I  gin  one  on  'em  to  his  eoger,''  said 
the  fisherman. 

"  Oh  !  you've  got  lobsters  for  the  Governor  'ave  ye  ?'' 

"  Oh,  nithe,  big  red  'unth — moth  ath  big  ath  a  raal  thojer  ."'  replied 
the  bey. 

"What  d'ye  mean,  ye  young  dirty  rebel,  by  such  a  comparison?''  de 
manded  the  indignant  sentinel,  looking  daggers  at  the  boy. 

"  Jeruthalem  !  didn't  you  never  thee  a  battle  between  red  lobterth 
and  green  lobterth  ?"  ejaculated  the  lisping  youth. 

"  Ha,  ha  !  no  I  never  did,''  said  the  sentinel,  rather  pleased  at  the 
bare  idea  of  the  thing. 

"  Fayther,  thall  I  tell  'im  ?" 

"  I  don't  keer — only  be  quick,''  assented  the  fisherman. 

"  Well — daown  to  Thquam  where  we  live  when  we're  at  hum,  we 
take  thixty  biled-red  lobterth,  and  tand  'em  up  in  a  line  jeth  like  the 
British  thojerth,  and  tho  we  cal  'em. — Then  we  keth  thickteen  green 
live  lobterth,  wot  we  call  dam  yankee  rebelth,  an'  put  them  where 
they  kin  thee  the  comp'ny  o'  British  lobterth — then  the  fight  commen- 
theth,  and  tith  the  beth  fun  you  ever  thaw  to  thee  the  thickteen  Yan 
kee  lobterth  lick  the  thickty  Britith  lobterth." 

"  You  d d  little  rebel  you  !"  exclaimed    the   sentinel,    construing 

the  boy's  story  into  an  insult     "  I'd  like  to  pepper  you  as  I  would    any 
other  son  of  a  rebel  !"• 

Things  might  have  assumed  a  serious  aspect  had  not  the  officer  of  the 
guard  appeared,  and  reprimanded  the  sentinel  for  bandying  words  with 
a  couple  of  harmless  fishermen.  After  this  they  were  allowed  to  trudge 
on  their  way  through  the  town,  singing  out,  at  intervals,  the  usual  cries 
of  the  street  fishvender. 

It  was  now  almost  dark.     They  passed  on  until  they  reached  a   fine, 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROYER.  79 

noble-looking  mansion,  before  the  outer  gate  of  which  they  halted 
Sentinels  were  stationed  at  each  avenue,  and  officers,  in,  gorgeous  uni 
forms  were  eutering  or  leaving  at  almost  every  moment. 

"  Whose  house  is  that  ?"  asked  the  elder  fisherman  of  a  tall  man  in  a 
broad-brimmed  beaver. 

"  Verily,  the  sons  of  Belial  doth  hold  their  court  there,"  said  the  old 
Quaker,  who  we  have  before  introduced  to  the  reader.  "  That  righting 
man,  the  General  Gage,  hath  his  quarters  there.  It  was  once  the  man 
sion  of  my  afflicted  friend,  but  his  house  and  his  goods  are  confiscated 
to  the  crown,  and  he  himself  proclaimed  a  traitor.  Verily,  this  is  a 
world  of  sin !" 

"  Does  he  yet  live  ?"  eagerly  asked  the  younger  fisherman   with   good 
eat, 

Yea,   verily," 

Where  is  he  to  be  found  ?'' 
Verily,  he  tarrieth  with  the  sons  of  freedom,  called  rebels,  beyond 


tJi 


river,"    replied  the  Quaker. 


:  Thanks,  kind  sir,"  replied  the  fisher-boy. 

1 A  word  with  you  in  private/'  said  the  elder  fisherman. 

'  Yea,  Verily." 

The  trio  retired  beneath  the  shade  of  a  huge  elm,  and  after  a  few 
moments  conversation,  carried  on  in  whispering  tones,  they  came  forth, 
and  the  Quaker  made  long  strides  through  the  street,  running  west  of 
the  Merwin  mansion,  followed,  a  few  yards  in  the  rear,  by  the  fisher 
man.  The  Gluaker  entered  a  humble  abode,  while  his  followers  halted 
at  the  gate.  In  a  moment  he  came  out  and  said,  "  all  right,"  and  the 
fisherman  entered.  An  old  widow  lady,  strange  to  say,  danced  with 
ioy,  as  they  entered.  She  greeted  them  with  the  utmost  cordiality,  and 
even  seemed  so  far  out  of  her  senses  as  to  kiss  tho  fisherman  and  his 
boy,  prim  as  she  was,  and  dirty  as  they  were. 

A  substantial  supper  was  soon  spread  before  them,  of  which  they  all 
partook  heartily,  especially  the  fish  venders,  who  ate  as  if  they  had 
lasted  for  some  time.  Supper  being  over,  the  Quaker  and  elder 
fisherman  left  the  house,  and  the  latter  taking  especial, pains  to  kiss  and 
embrace  the  boy  ere  he  departed. 

That  night  there  was  a  secret  meeting  of  the  Sons  of  Liberty.  The 
Quaker  to  whom  we  have  alluded,  arose  and  said  he  had  an  ardent  and 
devoted  friend  to  introduce  to  the  favor  of  the  club, — one  who  would 
be  readily  recognized  as  one  of  its  early  founders. 

The-  fisherman  hereupon  arose,  and  casting  off  a  guise  which  had 
served  him  well,  he  stood  before  his  friends  in  the  identical  garb  he  wore 
on  the  occasion  of  his  last  visit  to  their  secret  resort. 

The  name  of  George  Winchester  was  upon  almost  every  tongue,  and 
they  rushed  forward  to  greet  him.  He,  that  night,  felt  the  cordial  grasp 
of  the  hand  of  a  Warren,  a  Hancock,  a  Quincy,  an  Adams,  and  other 
choice  spirits  of  the  revolution. 

On  the  next  night  our  hero  here  toiled  on  Bunker's  Hill,  in  throw 
ing  up  a  redoubt,  and  on  the  glorious  *7th  he  fonght  like  one  who 
felt  his  cause  to  be  truly  noble.  He  stood  beside  Warren  when  he  fell, 

' 


80  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 

and   he  avenged  his  death  by  compelling  many  a   Briton   to  bite  th« 
dust. 

Winchester  subsequently  joined  Washington's  army  at  Cambridge, 
and  as  one  of  the  great  patriot's  staff  officers,  he  stood  beside  him  on 
Dorchester  Heights  when  the  British  fleet  evacuated  the  harbor  at  his 
command.  He,  too,  entered  Boston  with  his  great  General,  at  the  head 
ef  the  American  forces. 

On  the  day  after  the  evacuation,  Morton  Merwin  went  to  take  pos 
session  of  his  mansion.  Though  bowed  down  with  grief  at  his  many 
afflictions,  he  nevertheless  had  afforded  considerable  assistance  to  the 
American  army,  in  a  pecuniary  way,  and  had  also  rendered  some  per 
sonal  service.  As  he  walked  slowly  up  the  steps  of  his  supposed  desert 
ed  mansion,  thoughts  of  his  beloved  children  rushed  with  full  force  upon 
his  brain,  and  quite  unmanned  him.  He  sighed  deeply,  and  tears  again 
coursed  down  his  furrowed  cheeks. 

But  his  sorrows  soon  changed  to  gladness,  for  he  had  scarcely  crossed 
the  threshold,  when  his  daughter,  his  beloved  Therese,  was  folded  to 
his  arms.  He  now  wept  tears  of  joy.  The  kind  old  merchant  was 
again  happy  as  a  child. 

Therese,  to  his  surprise,  now  introduced  him  to  her  husband  ! — Wash 
ington's  Aid-de-camp — whom  he  had  frequently  met  during  the  recent 
events,  without  recognizing  in  him  the  rebel  hero — his  daughter  s  lover  ! 
"  I  am  now  amply  repaid  for  all  that  I  have  suffered  !''  exclaimed 
the  delighted  old  man. 

Reader,  lest  your  patience  become  exhausted,  we  will  forbear  enter 
ing  into  any  explanations  or  details  touching  the  minor  characters  we 
have  introduced.  Suffice  it  to  say,  that  it  was  through  the  evil  imagin 
ation?  of  that  arch-villain  Thornberg,  that  Morton's  property  was  con 
fiscated.  The  wretch,  after  escaping  the  late  of  most  of  those  on  board 
the  Prometheus,  returned  to  Boston,  where  he  gave  a  glowing  account 
of  his  wonderful  valor  in  battling  the  buccaneers  !  He  rejoined  his 
company — was  afterwards  compelled  to  lead  them  up  the  steep  heights 
of  old.  Bunker  there  to  be  slaughtered  like  so  many  sheep — a  swift- 
winged  messenger  having  overtook  him  while  his  back  was  towards 
the  enemy,  he  being  under  full  retreat. 

Touching  old  Gaspar's  grave  we  have  only  a  word  or  two  to  say. 
The  coffin,  after  the  British  had  sailed  from  Massachusettss,  was 
unearthed  under  the  direction  of  our  hero.  The  "  heavy  corpse"  be 
neath,  was  raised  by  dint  of  great  effort.  On  opening  it,  an  hundred 
bags  of  gold  were  discovered,  which  subsequently  found  their  way  to 
the  American  camp  !  That  it  afforded  some  aid  to  the  great  cause  ol 
human  freedom  we  have  every  reason  to  believe  ! 


THE   SAILOR'S  BETROTHED. 

AFTER  having  passed  through  the  various  preparatory  classes  requir 
ed  to  qualify  for  the  medical  profession,  and  having  been  dubbed  "surg 
eon"'  by  that  august  body,  the  Royal  College  of  Surgeons,  London,  I— 
like  many  other  young  men,  although  bursting  with  impatience  to  ex 
ercise  my  skill  and  abilities,  by  virtue  of  my  newly  acquired  license — 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER.  81 

I  knew  not  where  to  turn  in  search  of  a  field  sufficiently  respectable 
and  lucrative. 

Week  after  week  flew  by,  and  found  me  as  undecided,  as  unemployed, 
as  at  the  first  after  obtaining  my  license.  Tired  of  waiting  the  fulfil- 
ment  of  promise  which,  even  when  given,  were  never  designed  to  be  ob 
served, — tired  of  answering  advertisements,  and  of  applying  for  situa 
tions  as  assistant  to  this,  or  partner  to  the  other,  general  practioner, — I 
returned  to  my  paternal  home  in  all  the  glare  of  my  recently  acquired 
honours.  There  I  of  course  figured  for  some  time  the  great  man  ol 
sundry  tea  parties,  invited  and  inviting, — the  hope  of  my  worthy  and 
sanguine  parents, — the  favored  beau  of  certain  young  ladies,  as  the 
young  doctor,  to  the  envy  of  such  danglers  as  had  been  hangers-on  for 
some  years  bygone, — the  star  for  the  time  being.  Even  the  sun's  rays 
grow  dim,  and  mine,  too,  began  to  wax  iaint ;  but,  chiefly  reminded  by 
certain  shrugs  and  wincings  whenever  I  required  a  replenishment  of  my 
purse,  and  also  becoming  ashamed  of  idleneness  and  the  loss  of  golden 
time,  I  once  more  laid  out  all  oars  for  active  occupation. 

At  the  period  there  was  nothing  more  talked  of  than  the  discovery  oi 
the  north-west  passage,  the  probability  of  its  being  realized,  together 
with  the  adventures  and  dangers  inseparable  from  any  undertaking  of 
the  kind.  It  is  not  to  be  supposed  that  I,  young  and  burning  with  the 
impatience  common  to  all  juvenile  minds  to  observe  the  wonders  and 
grandeur  of  the-  scenery  in  the  far  north,  and  face  the  perils  of  othei 
climes,  should  escape  the  temptations  held  out  by  the  Antarctic  Circle. 
Its  charms  savouring  so  jnuch  of  romance,  and  requiring  of  the  adven 
turers  who  were  eager  to  become  the  explores  of  those  charms  extraor 
dinary  hardihood  and  courage,  were  irresistible.  However,  after  many 
endeavours  to  be  appointed  to  a  new  expedition,  which  was  in  the  course 
of  being  set  on  foot,  for  the  purpose  of  discovering  the  much  talked-of 
passage,  i  was  obliged  to  be  meanwhile  satisfied  with  the  situation  of 
surgeon  in  a  whaling  vessel. 

At  length  I  departed  for  the  port  which  the  ship  was  to  sail,  my  mind 
laden  with  commissions  for  articles  of  fur  dress  from  the  Esquimaux,  and 
my  chest  with  the  good  things  provided  by  my  indulgent  mother  and 
kind  sister,  for  my  comfort  on  the  "  high  seas."  Or  arriving  at  my  des 
tination,  I  was  introduced  by  my  owners  to  the  captain  of  the  vessel, 
whom  I  forind  a  thorough-going  sailor.  We  were  to  leave  port  in  two 
days,  till  which  time,  getting  my  medicine-chest  overhauled  and  fitted 
out,  and  both  it  and  my  own  on  board  and  berthed,  chiefly  occupied  my 
attention. 

The  Minerva — the  name  of  what  was,  I  trusted,  to  form  my  future 
secure  home  for  a  number  of  months — was  a  tight  and  well-rigged  ves 
sel,  although  of  no  great  dimensions.  She  had  formerly  been  a  letter-of- 
marque  craft,  carrying  sixteen  guns,  and  seemed  to  me  to  have  a  sort  oi 
"  who  dare  meddle  with  me"  about  her  which  I  like.  I  had  always 
been  fond  oi  looking  at  shipping  and  of  thinking  of  a  sea-faring  life  ; 
and  as  the  Minerva  lay  with  every  sail  bent,  and  all  the  necessary  gear 
m  its  proper  place,  she  appeared  to  me  to  present  a  perfect  maritime 
model. 


82 THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 

With  such  feelings,  how  much  was  my  pleasure  enhanced  when  th« 
•aptaiii  gave  the  orders  which  caused  the  gallant  brig  to  bend  her  bows 
to  the  wave,  the  good  ship  soon  afterwards  moving  onwards  like  the 
swan  in  silent  majesty. 

.  The  approach  of  night  hid  the  receding  shore  from  my  vision,  when 
mingled  feelings  of  regret,  patriotism,  hope,  and  ambition  filled  my  mind. 
To  aggravate  the  weight  that  was  within  me,  I  became  the  victim  of 
sea-sickness ;  so  that  I  was  obliged  to  remain  below  until  our  arrival  at 
Shetland,  where  the  crew  was  to  b»  increased  for  the  purposes  of  the 
fishery. 

At  our  landing-place,  which  was  Lerwick,  crowds  of  men  who  had 
arrived  in  that  town  from  all  quarters  in  those  parts,  for  the  purpose  of 
being  engaged,  were  waiting  the  appearance  of  the  captains  of  the  dif 
ferent  vessels.  The  young  Shetlanders,  and  all  in  the  northern  British 
isles,  consider  such  a  voyage  as  we  were  entering  upon  as  a  most  impor 
tant  matter,  and,  indeed,  accomplishment,  in  the  early  life  of  a  man, 
even  leaving  out  of  all  question  the  matter  of  gain  and  the  means  of 
living  through  the  winter.  Accordingly,  individual  members  of  almost 
every  family  in  Shetland  and  neighboring  parts,  find  their  way  to  Ler 
wick,  accompanied  frequently  by  their  female  relatives,  who  remain 
until  those  dear  to  them  are  shipped  and  have  departed. 

As  each  whaler  arrives,  a  sort  of  market  is  held,  from  which  the 
masters  pick  out  the  hands  most  likely  to  suit  them. 

The  day,  the  hour,  at  length  came,  when  we  were  again  to  plough 
the  deep,  although  there  was  some  difficulty  in  getting  the  new  hands 
on  board,  so  affectionate  and  clinging  were  the  farewell-takings 

"  One  of  you  call  away  those  piping  greenhorns,"  cried  the  chief 
mate,  pointing  to  little  groups  in  which  our  new  men  were  to  be  seen 
close  to  the  place  of  embarkation  ;  who,  with  their  relations,  were  en 
gaged  in  all  the  earnestness  and  anxiety  of  bidding  adieus.  One  after 
another  the  knots  broke  up,  and  gradually  we  got  our  people ;  some 
taking  their  seats  with  an  affectation  of  carelessness  and  superiority  to 
the  milky  emotions  of  landsmen,  which,  however,  but  ill  concealed  their 
anguish.  Others,  to  whom,  like  myself,  a  sea  voyage  was  new,  might 
be  seen  still  lingering  with  some  dear  friend,  anxious  to  be  away,  yet 
loth  to  depart. 

Almost  hidden  from  our  view  by  a  projecting  rock,  and  apart  from 
all  the  others,  I  had  observed  a  young  couple  to  whom  parting  seemed 
a  singularly  severe  trial :  he,  a  handsome  and  really  a  fine  active  look 
ing  man,  of  some  twenty-three  years  of  age  ;  she,  a  modest  gentle 
creature,  the  strange  spectator  must  at  once  have  pronounced  her,  and 
whose  beauty  was  not  less  apparent,  even  through  her  tears.  Her  years 
were  somewhat  fewer  than  her  lover's.  The  maiden  was  leaning  upon 
the  handsome,  manly-looking  one's  breast,  his  arm  encircling  her,  as  she 
looked  up  trustingly  into  his  face,  where  I  thought  I  could  almost  dis 
cern  the  same  soft  tokens  of  affection  aud  sorrow  racing  down  his  cheeks 
as  unquestionably  bedewed  the  damsel's,  as  he  kept  wiping  them  away. 
I  had  never  beheld  such  a  fond  farewell-taking,  such  an  unwillingly 
severance. 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER.  83 

The  idea  flashed  across  my  mind  that  they  might  never  meet  again, 
and  the  chief  mate  was  evidently  thinking  the  same  thing. 

"  Who  is  that  lingering  young  man  1"  I  asked.  "  I  presume  he  goes 
with  us  V 

"  Yes,  sir,''  answered  the  mate  ;  "  he  has  been  engaged  as  being  a 
remarkably  expert  harpooner.  I  am  told  he  was  about  to  get  married 
to  a  beautiful  girl,  who,  like  himself,  is  a  native  of  Shetland,  but  -who 
is  of  a  higher  station  in  life — she  being  the  daughter  of  a  wealthy  in 
habitant  of  Lerwick,  whose  mercantile  transactions  and  speculations 
are  extensive.  Her  father  has  set  his  face  against  the  match,  and  iu 
the  meantime  it  has  been  pnt  off.'' 

"  I  do  not  wonder  at  the  sorrow  and  concern,  in  these  circumstance! 
which  mark  their  parting,"  I  observed,  more  as  if  speaking  to  myself, 
than  paying  heed  to  the  common-place  nature  of  the  remark. 

"  No  one  will  wonder  when  he  knows  that  the  banns  were  actually 
proclaimed  in  church,  to  be  followed  by  their  union  in  two  or  three 
days,"  said  the  mate.  "  But  the  proud  and  stern  father  interfered,  and 
countermanded  the  marriage  ;  hence  Jamie  Lithgow's  once  more  going 
to  the  northern  seas, — a  step  he  had  not  intended  again  to  take,  for  he 
is  a  clever  sail-maker,  and  could  get  plenty  of  employment  at  home." 

The  mate  manifestly  felt  keenly  for  the  young  man  and  the  beauty — 
the  Lerwick  heiress,  as,  in  fact,  May  Morrison  was  called.  Yes,  even 
our  mate  so  felt,  although  at  first  sight  one  might  have  imagined  that 
the  severe-looking  man  was  far  from  having  a  melting  heart. 

Old  Barret,  as  he  was  generally  designated,  behind  his  back,  had 
been  a  sailor  on  board  a  man-of-war  for  a  series  of  years,  and  had  been 
considered  as  remarkable  for  his  good  character  as  for  his  height  and 
breadth  of  beam  ;  and  though  now  well  advanced  in  life,  few  could 
compete  with  him  in  strength,  activity,  and  enterprise.  He  was,  indeed, 
as  I  thought,  a  beau  ideal  of  an  old  tar ;  his  weather-beaten  visage, 
bronzed  by  constant  exposure  to  all  climes  and  seasons,  was  deeply 
furrowed,  as  though  the  torrents  which  had  driven  against  it  had  made 
themselves  courses  whereby  to  run  off.  A  few  long  silver  locks  streamed 
from  beneath  his  round  glazed  hat,  adding  an  air  of  authority  to  his 
countenance  ;  while  few  could  look  at  the  sparkle  of  his  light  gray  eyes, 
so  deeply  set  and  shaded  by  his  bushy  brows,  without  thinking  of  the 
scenes  of  danger  he  had  witnessed,  and  without  a  sentiment  of  rever> 
ence  towards  him.  A  deep  scar  across  his  brow,  which  he  had  received 
in  boarding  a  French  privateer,  added  a  degree  of  sternness  to  his  other 
wise  authoritative  looks  and  bearing. 

"  No,  you  need  not,  doctor,  wonder  at  the  sorrow  and  earnestness  of 
yonder  young  people,''  said  the  mate,  of  whom  I  have  now  given  the 
reader  some  idea.  "  It  is  no  marvel  to  me,  nor  can  be  to  any  one  who 
knows  anything  of  what  we  are  about  to  encounter,  that  they  are  loth 
to  say  farewell, — for,  perhaps,  they  may  never  meet  again.  Ours  is  a 
wild  and  dangerous  voyage,  sir.'' 

In  a  few  minutes  after  the  mate  had  spoken  these  words,  the  be 
trothed  ones  were  on  the  breastwork  alongside  our  brig. 

**  Well,  my  lad,"  said  Old  Barret,  addressing  Lithgow,  "  are  you 
ready  to  go  ?" 


84  THE    IIEI3EL    AND    THE    ROVER, 

"  Yes,  sir,"  answered  the  young  man  ;  "and  I  am  much  obliged,  too, 
for  your  indulgence.'7 

"  Heaven  bless  you,  sir,"  cried  the  young  lady.  "  May  you  never 
know  the  bitterness  of  parting,  unmixed  with  the  hopu  of  meeting 
again." 

"  Thank  you,  my  pretty  maiden,"  returned  the  mate.  "  Cheer  up, 
sweetheart  !  in  six  months  we'll  be  back  again,  all  •well  and  hearty,  \ 
trust." 

•'  May  He,  who  can,  grant  it,''  was  her  reply.  Then,  looking  into 
her^lover's  face,  he  responded  to  her  by  pressing  his  lips  to  hers  in 
one  fervent  kiss,  arid  then  hurried  on  board.  We  instantly  sailed,  the 
betrothed  one,  and  not  a  few  others  on  shore,  making  signs  to  theii 
iriemls  and  such  as  were  dear  to  them  now  upon  the  mighty  deep,  until 
distance  dimmed  their  view  of  us  entirely. 

On  returning  to  her  home,  Miss  Morison  received  a  hurried  message 
cymmanding  that  she  should  instantly  present  herself  to  her  father  in 
his  counting-house.  On  opening  the  door  she  found  him  greatly  excited. 
He  seized  the  terrified  girl  by  the  arm,  and,  in  a  voice  choked  with 
passion,  proceeded  to  catechise  and  to  threaten  her. 

"  Is  it  possible  that  you,  May  Morison,  have  had  the  effrontery  and 
the  meanness  to  see  the  low-  born  fellow,  Lithgow,  to  his  ship,  and  that 
you  actually  allowed  himto  kiss  you  at  parting,  before  scores  of  people?'' 
demanded  the  father. 

Morison  was  a  stern,  imperious  man,  and  ruled  aii  around  and  under 
him  with  an  unyielding  hand.  May  was  an  only  child,  and  her  mother 
had  been  for  some  time  dead.  She  had  consequently  been  brought  up 
during  several  years  under  the  care  of  the  housekeeper,  who  was  a  dis 
tant  relation,  and  had  been  little  attended  to  by  her  surviving  parent ; 
and  although  now  turnad  of  eighteen,  was  regarded  by  him  as  yet  little 
more  than  a  child.  How  and  when  she  came  to  be  admired  by  the 
handsome  sail-maker,  or  through  what  circumstances  it  was  that  she 
reciprocated  the  gallant  youth's  love,  it  is  unnecessary  to  detail,  after 
being  told  that  they  were  natives  of  the  same  town  in  Shetland. 

To  her  excited  and  austere  father's  first  questions,  on  her  being  sum 
moned  to  his  counting  office,  the  trembling  maiden  could  not  for  very 
terror,  return  an  answer  ;  and,  scarcely  knowing  what  she  did,  she 
straggled  to  get  out  of  the  place. 

"  Answer  me,  disobedient  girl,"  said  he;  "  don't  think  to  humbug  me 
with  trembling  humors,  or  fainting  fits  either.  Say,  ii  you  have  dared 
to  do  that  which  I  charge  you  with.'7 

"  Oh,  father,  have  mercy  on  me  !'7  exclaimed  poor  May. 

"  You  have  done  it  then  !'7  exclaimed  Morison.  "  You  a  whining 
hypocritical  thing,  under  the  mask  of  pretended  simplicity,  hare  dared 
to  disgrace  me  by  persisting  in  shameless  flirtations,  in  the  eye  of  mul 
titudes,  with  a  worthless,  penniless  fellow.  Hark  ye,  if  ever  I  again 
near  of  your  writing  or  speaking  to  him  or  any  other  body,  without  my 
full  and  asked  for  permission,  you  shall  instantly  quit  my  house,  as  pooi 
as  the  impudent,  audacious  scoundrel  who  had  the  boldness,  the  villany 
I  call  it,  to  win  the  confidence  and  affections  of  a  silly  child,  without 


THE  REBEL  AXD  THE  ROVER.       85 

ever  even  saying,  "  By  your  leave,  air,''  to  her  father.  "  Now,  begone, 
and  no  snivelling  ;  for  well  I  know  what  that  means  by  your  deceitful 
wx.'' 

May  tottered  out,  and  made  for  her  room.  Her  father  had  always 
been  cold,  austere,  but  he  never  had  acted  towards  her  with  such  rude 
ness  as  now — not  even  when  he  put  a  stop  to  her  marriage. 

A  few  weeks  rolled  away,  when  a  young  man  arrived  in  Lerwick, 
immediately  proceeding  to  Mr.  Morison's  residence,  as  if  to  the  appoint 
ed  home  for  him  during  his  sojourn  in  Shetland  ;  he  being  the  son  of  an 
American  merchant  with  whom  the  betrothed  maiden's  father  had  ex» 
tensive  dealings.  Wright,  the  name  of  the  transatlantic  correspondent, 
had  not  been  many  days  an  inmate  in  the  same  house  with  the  heroine 
of  our  tale,  before  his  attentions  to  her  became  pointed.  Indeed,  ha 
prolonged  his  stay  beyond  the  limits  he  had  originally  intended,  for 
no  other  purpose  that  the  datosel  could  divine  except  the  prosecution 
of  his  suit  to  her.  Narrowly  watched  now  by  her  father,  May  had 
to  observe  the  utmost  circumspection,  and  also  to  yield  compliance  in 
in  many  instances  where  daughters  differently  situated  would  have  ad 
ministered  rebuffs. 

At  length,  the  young  gentleman  formally  intimated  his  views  to  Mor 
rison,  who  at  once  signified  his  approbation  ;  and,  for  reasous  which 
may  readily  be  guessed,  expressed  a  strong  wish  that  no  delay  should 
take  place  in  regard  to  the  nuptials.  The  father  did  not  deem  it  neces 
sary  to  speak  to  his  daughter  on  the  subject  at  this  stage  of  the  affair, 
but  significantly  desired  Wright  to  inform  him  if  she  offered  any  objec 
tion  to  the  union.  The  American  speedily  informed  May  of  what  had 
passed  between  him  and  her  parent. 

"  Oh,  sir  !''  said  the  alarmed  girl,  "  had  you  only  spoken  to  me 
first." 

"  Nay,  in  tha  .  dear  young  lady.  I  think  I  should  have  been  doing 
wrong,"  returned  the  suitor.  "  The  love  I  offer  is  honorable,  and  hon- 
able  love  can  neither  seek  nor  accept  concealment.  I  cannot  reconcile 
my  mind  to  the  asking  of  any  lady's  hand  without  first  obtaining  the 
sanction  of  such  as  are  her  natural  guardians." 

"  And  having  obtained  that  consent,1'  observed  the  maiden,  "  you  do 
not.  probably,  deem  anything  else  necessary." 

Undoubtedly,  dearest,  I  must  next  look  for  the  acquiescence  of  the 
lady  herself." 

"  Then,  sir,  if  you  will  generously  hold  to  that  resolution,  our  inter 
view  on  the  matter  you  have  come  about  need  be  but  short,"  said  May. 

"  How  mean  you,  Miss  Morrison/'  inquired  Wright,  not  a  little 
startled ;  for  he  never  dreamt  of  her  refusing  him. 

"  My  heart,  sir,  is,  and  has  for  many  months  been,  another's,1'  cried 
she  ;  "  and  what  have  I  suffered  for  giving  that  which  I  could  not  with 
hold,  and  would  not  now,  if  I  could.  Then,  oh  ,  sir  !  press  not  the  ad 
vantage  you  have  gained  over  a  poor  crushed  creatnre,  who,  except 
from  one,  has  for  years  scarcely  ever  known  what  human  kindness  is. 
Force  may  extort  my  hand,  but  it  cannot  win  my  heart's  afiection. 
And  surely  you  are  too  manly  ;  too  good,  Mr.  Wright,  to  urge  any 

6  ,    . 


86  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVTER. 

•r  a  suit,  after  hearing  me  thus  speak,  which  must  he  death  to  me,  mia- 
ery  tc  an  absent  one,  and  dishonor  to  yourself." 

'*  I  shall  endeavor  tc  deserve  your  love,  Miss  Morison/'  replied  the 
gentleman. 

"  In  pity,  spare  me  farther  importunity,"  said  the  maiden,  beseching- 
ly.  <<l  I  cannot  urge  more  with  you.  I  have  thrown  myself  on  your 
generosity  and  manliness;  and  what  more  can  I  do-?'' 

"Was  this  attachment  of  your's  not  a  childish  affair?"  inquired 
Wright,  pertinaciously  :  "  one  not  binding,  when  the  age  and  situation 
of  the  parties  are  taken  into  account  ?'' 

"  It  was  an  engagement,"  replied  the  young  lady,  with  dignity  and  de 
cision,  "  formed  from  my  inmost  soul  ;  and  despair  has  made  me  cling 
to  it  more  than  ever.'' 

Here  the  conversation  terminated.  Wright  gazed  at  the  maiden 
earnestly,  but  she  kept  her  eyes  fixed  on  the  ground,  being  pale  and 
motionless  as  a  statue, — no  tear  or  sob  coming  to  relieve  the  deep  dis 
tress  under  which  she  labored  ;  for  she  perceived  that  she  had  as  little 
to  hope  from  the  sympathy  of  the  American  as  from  the  sternness  of  hex 
despotic  father. 

Next  morning  the  following  note  was  found  on  Mr.  Morison's  deck  : — 

"  My  dear  sir, — Had  you  not  obligingly  kept  out  of  the  way  this  jj- 
ternoon,  I  should  have  informed  you,  soon  after  your  leaving  home,  that 
a  letter  which  I  received  by  a  special  and  unexpected  conveyance  obliges 
me  to  sail  with  a  packet  for  Liverpool,  which  is,  while  I  write,  preparing 
to  leave  you,  or  see  you  soon  about  your  charming  daughter,  to  whom 
please  be  kind  ior  my  sake.  Yours  ever  truly, 

"  C.  B.  WRIGHT." 

Morison  concluded  from  the  letter  that  his  daughter  had  given  her 
American  suitor  encouragement :  and  under  this  impression,  he  sarcasti 
cally  complimented  her  on  her  having  so  soon  forgotten  Lithgow,  in  an 
swer  to  which  sneers  the  maiden  implored  him  not  to  drive  her  to  mad 
ness. 

"Certainly  not,  girl,  since  thou  hast  at  last  come  to  some  measure  pi 
sense,"  responded  the  parent,  "  and  agreed  {p  receive  the  addresses  of  a 
respectable  person,  whom  I  approve  as  a  son-in-law." 

"  Agree,  father  '.''  exclaimed  poor  May.  "  Surely  there  must  be  some 
mistake,  either  in  the  terms  of  the  note,  which  was  left  for  you  by  Mr. 
Wright,  or  in  your  interpretation  of  it." 

"  Death  and  lury,  disobedient!1'  shouted  Morison;  "hast  thou  dareu 
once  more  to  thwart  my  will  ?  I  am  in  urgent  need  of  accommodation 
from  the  Wrights,  and,  crossed  if  our  recent  visitor  be  just  now,  they 
can  ruin  me.'' 

"  Oh,  father  ! — dear  father  ! — -only  hear  me,"  cried  the  trembling 
and  betrothed  May. 

It  was  of  no  avail.  The  angry  man  spurned  his  daughter  from  him, 
and  burst  out  of  the  room. 

A  fearful  hurricane  had  already  began  to  blow,  and  evening  was  set 
ting  in.  Morison,  at  the  same  time,  was  not  only  greatly  excited  on  ac 
count  of  what  he  considered  his  daughter's  disobedience  and  obstinacy 


THE  REBEL  AND  THE  ROVER.       87 

but  on  account  of  the  safety  of  a  vessel  which  he  had  been  expecting 
would  hourly  arrive,  it  having  been  seen  by  himself  toiling  for  the  port 
near  to  which  he  resided  in  the  course  of  the  afternoon. 

Under  his  new  excitement,  caused  by  his  perverse  daughter,  as  he 
regarded  her,  he  rushed'  down  to  the  port,  and  while  standing  on  the 
edge  of  the  quay  incautiously,  a  gust  of  the  hurricane  blew  him  into 
the  angry  waters,  and  he  was  seen  no  more,  until  his  corpse  was  disco 
vered  next  morning  on  a  part  of  the  shore  some  distance  away  from  th6 
gpot  where,  the  fatal  accident  took  place. 

Certain  of  the  drowned  man's  bills  fell  due  in  a  few  days  after  his 
melancholy  end  ;  and  nearly  as  soon  as  it  was  discovered  that  his  affairs 
were  in  a  desperate  condition,  "Wright  thought  not  again  of  troubling 
the  now  orphaned  and  dowerless  daughter,  who  took  up  her  abode  with 
the  widowed  mother  of  her  lover,  the  only  asylum  that  was  voluntarily 
offered  to  her — the  heiress  of  yesterday.  My  story  now  carries  me  to 
sea. 

Our  voyage  out  to  the  fishing  grounds  was  performed  in  something  less 
than  six  weeks,  when  we  were  stopped  by  the  intervention  of  tremen 
dous  fields  of  ice  and  gigantic  bergs. 

It  is  utterly  impossible  for  me  to  find  language  sufficiently  powerful 
and  vivid  to  afford  anything  like  an  adequate  idea  of  the  awful  grandeur 
and  majestic  sublimity  of  the  scenery  of  the  inhospitable  regiono  which 
we  had  repaired.  Mountains  towering  to  the  skies,  mantled  by  eternal 
snows  ;  valleys  of  ice  far  as  the  vision  can  reach,  with  nothing  to  break 
the  stern  monotony  of  the  scene,  save  here  and  there,  on  the  declivities 
from  which  the  avalanche  had  been  hurled,  a  single  speck  denuded  of 
its  icy  covering,  that  but  marked  the  surrounding  desolation,  and  at 
long  intervals  a  few  yards  of  soil,  rejoicing  in  all  the  refreshing  beauty 
of  stunted  grass  and  yellow  moss — an  oasis  on  which  the  eye  rested  and 
feasted  with  delight. 

The  myriads  of  fantastic  shapes  assumed  by  the  floating  ice, — temples, 
pillars,  colonnades,  arches,  and  all  the  forms  of  architecture, — each  re 
flecting  and  transmitting  prismatic  beauties,  vafying  as  the  position  of 
the  spectator  or  the  object  changed,  these  baffle  description.  Above  all, 
the  floe  or  ice-field,  miles  in  extent,  and  stretching  far  into  the  distance, 
till  it  seems  to  meet  the  horizon,  commands  attention.  Its  awful  soli 
tude, — its  prospect  unbroken  by  aught,  save,  perchance,  some  huge  bear, 
the  feeling  of  insecurity  aid  danger,  are  things  which  render  the  neigh 
borhood  of  the  floe-edge  a  situation  of  anxiety  and  most  vigilant  eare. 

Among  the  many  good  sailors  we  had  on  board  the  Minerva,  ray 
Lerwick  acquaintance,  Lithgow,  distinguished  himself:  being  one  of 
the  first  in  danger  and  difficulty — cool,  yet  active,  steady  and  observant, 
obliging  and  good-humored,— full  of  merriment,  which  was  perhaps 
jfteri  forced  to  keep  his  own  spirits  up— for  his  beautiful  May  was  sel 
dom  from  his  thoughts,  especially  as  he  too  well  knew  the  temper  of  her 
tyrannical  father, — yet  always  avoiding  giving  offence.  In  faet,  he 
became  a  great  favorite  with  all  of  us,  from  the  captain  downwards, 
this,  because,  independently  of  his  entertaining  qualities,  he  was  a  true 
tailor,  as  well  as  most  daring  and  expert  harpooner.  Somehow,  it  wai 


88  THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER. 

not  long  in  the  course  of  our  out-going  voyage  befort  t  became  particu 
larly  intimate  with  him,  having  often  whiled  away  an  hour  with,  him 
when  he  was  at  the  helm.  In  short,  I  grew  to  be  his  confidant,  and 
had  from  his  lips  the  story  of  his  love,  and  the  intensity  of  his  anxieties 
concerning  his  betrothed  one.  In  return,  I  was  attached  to  him  ;  and 
well  I  might,  for  I  have  every  reason  for  thinking  tlyit,  but  for  his  inter 
vention,  I  had  long  ere  now  slept  beneath  the  Atlantic's  roar,  or  rather, 
been  food  for  some  monster  whose  prowling  had  the  ice-fields  for  the 
scene  of  its  ravages. 

On  one  occasion,  we  passed  along  the  edge  of  a  remarkably  large 
floe,  in  what  might  be  regarded  as  a  lane,  produced  by  the  separation  of 
the  seaward  from  the  land-bound  ice,  and  where  the  peril  was  extreme, 
from  the  threatened  pressure  to  be  produced  by  the  returning  floating 
masses,  when  the  wind,  tide,  and  waves  would  force  them  back  towards 
the  land. 

In  this  situation,  having  docked  the  vessel  in  a  spot  which  promiseo. 
considerable  security,  we  lay  for  several  days ;  when  the  wind  having 
chopped  round  to  the  favorable  quarter,  it  was  proposed  that  I  should 
acccompany  the  captain  in  a  walk  over  the  ice,  to  examine  a  space  at 
a  distance,  beyond  which  clear  water  was  observable  from  the  mast 
head.  To  this  I  willingly  assented  :  and  taking  my  gun,  and  accompa 
nied  by  a  boat's  crew,  with  lances,  we  set  out.  Our  examination  prov 
ing  satisfactory,  and  we  prepared  to  return,  full  of  hope  that  we  should 
soon  be  stemming  the  open  sea,  instead  of  being  cooped  up  and  impris 
oned  in  so  monotonous  and  dreary  a  situation. 

On  our  right,  and  but  little  removed  from  our  route,  a  large  iceberg 
towered  to  a  considerable  height.  This  I  proposed  we  should  ascend, 
and  endeavor  to  ascertain  whether  any  obstruction  offered  itself  beyond 
the  clear  expanse.  For  this  purpose  I  exchanged  my  fowling-piece  for 
Lithgow's  lance, — the  gallant  fellow  being  with  us,  as  he  was  ever 
found  where  enterprise  was  required,  and  anxiety  to  ascertain  important 
facts  dictated  activity.  I  preferred  the  lance,  on  account  of  its  being 
fitted  to  assist  me  in  my  ascent. 

The  captain  had  already  got  well  up  the  berg,  and  I  made  to  follow, 
leaving  the  sailors  at  the  base  to  discuss  a  bottle  of  rum,  with  which 
we  had  provided  ourselves.  Not  having  ascertained  the  spot  where  the 
captain  had  commenced,  I  proceeded  accordingly  to  my  views,  until  I 
not  only  got  to  some  considerable  distance  from  my  companions,  but 
upon  a  firm  footing,  whence  it  seemed  to  me  I  might  without  much 
difficulty  reach  the  very  top  of  the  brig. 

I  had  hardly  reached  the  footing,  when  I  naturally  lifted  up  my  eyes 
to  reconnoitre  my  farther  ascent.  But  what  was  my  horror,  when  I  ob 
served  the  glaring  eyes  of  a  huge  bear  fixed  on  my  motions.  The  dan 
gers  of  my  situation  were  in  an  instant  fully  seen  and  conceived. — 
Aware  of  the  certainty  of  instant  death  that  any  attempt  to  return  or 
recede  would  bring  upon  me,  and  as  much  assured  that  advance  would 
be  destruction — the  remoteness  of  help,  too — all  these  things  flashed 
with  lightning  speed  and  vividness  across  my  appalled  mind. 

I  kept   my  eyes  fixed   upon  the  at  first  astonished  animal.     He  wat 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER.  89    . 

motionless.  Insensibly  I  shouted  for  help.  He  stirred,  and  began  to 
raise  himself  in  his  lair.  Again  he  moved,  and  commenced  descending 
the  declivity  which  separated  him  from  me.  A  desperate  energy  now 
came  to  my  aid.  I  knelt  down  upon  one  knee,  resting  my  lar.ce  upon 
the  ice,  and  awaited  the  approach  of  the  grizzly  beast.  Onward  he 
came,  slowly  and  cautiously,  emitting  at  intervals  a  low  growling  snort. 
When  about  twenty  yards  from  me,  he  stopped,  as  if  to  mark  where  he 
might  best  attack  me.  I  knew  this  was  preparatory  to  the  fatal  rush 
and  stroke.  My  heart  died  within  me,  and  a  feeling  of  faintness  stole 
over  my  senses.  I  tried  to  pray.  Agony  !  oh,  horrible  agony,  had  taken 
away  all  power  of  raising  my  thoughts  to  heaven,  and  I  cared  for 
nothing  save  what  was  before  me. 

The  monster  moved — advanced — stood  still ;  advanced  again — again 
stood  still.  Suddenly  a  sharp  report  broke  the  sickening  stillness.  A 
bullet  whistled  past  my  ear  :  it  struck  him.  He  reared  for  an  instant 
erect,  rushed  forward  on  my  lance,  which,  entering  his  breast  between 
his  fore-legs,  pierced  his  heart,  and  he  fell  dead. 

We  fell  together.  How  long  I  continued  in  a  state  of  insensibility  I 
cannot  say.  When  I  recovered,  Lithgow  was  bathing  my  face  with 
water,  which  he  had  brought  in  his  hat  from  a  hollow  iceberg.  He 
had  been  ascending  towards  the  position  which  I  had  obtained  on  the 
platform,  when  he  heard  my  cries,  and  arrived  at  the  critical  moment 
to  save  my  life  with  my  own  musket. 

At  length,  after  a  successful  season  of  fishing,  we  bore  up  for  Old 
Scotland  ;  and  as  we  ploughed  the  main  homewards,  every  countenance 
bespoke  pleasure  and  gladness.  We  had  not  lost  a  hand  either  through 
sickness  or  accident.  Visions  of  delight  came  to  every  heart ;  so  that 
it  was  seen  that  there  was  not  one  unhappy  mortal  amongst  us.  lath- 
gow  was  unusually  gay — having  a  presentment,  ho  told  me,  that  his 
beloved  and  betrothed  should  soon  be  with  him  inseparably  in  spite  of 
her  imperious  father. 

"  Aye,  Lithgow,"  said  I,  "  a  tight  ship  and  a  stekdy  breeze,  like 
what  we  have,  will  soon  carry  us  to  Lerwick." 

"  Aye,  aye,  sir,"  returned  he  ;  adding  an  impatient  low  whistle,  and 
then  these  words,  "Blow,  my  bonny  breeze,  blow !" 

We  were  at  that  time  spanking  on  at  a  gallant  rate.  Experiencing 
that  indescribable  restlessness  which  a  commencing  homeward  voyage 
occasions,  we  sat  less  time  at  dinner  than  usual. 

"  A  fine  breeze,  Mr.  Barret,"  said  the  captain  to  the  old  mate,  who 
was  pacing  the  quarter-deck,  while  the  hands  were  looking  forward,  or, 
in  little  groups,  discussing  the  probable  continuance  of  the  favourable 
wind.  "  If  this  wind  hold  on,  we  shall  soon  be  in  warmer  quarters." 
But,  after  an  interval,  during  which  he  had  been  taking  observations 
with  care,  he  added,  "  But  it  is  dying  away,  and  has  been  during  the 
the  last  half-hour,  I  have  perceived.  We  don't  feel  it  so  much  as  the 
gea  is  getting  up." 

In  fact,  the  ocean  was  by  this  time  rough,  and  running  high.  How 
ever,  being  before  the  wind,  it  thereby  assisted  our  progress. 

"  You  had  better,  mate,  order  the  people  to  shake  a  reef  out  of  the 
top-sails,"  said  the  captain. 


THE  REBEL  AND  THE  ROVER. 


"  You,  Lithgow,  jump  aloft,  and  see  you  look  smart,  for  your  b»- 
trothed  will  be  wearying  for  us,''  said  old  Barret  to  the  hero  of  our  tale, 
after  he  had  given  separate  orders  to  others. 

The  words  hardly  passed  the  mate's  lips,  ere  Lithgow  and  others 
were  passing  out  to  the  yard-arms. 

After  the  reefs  were  let  out,  and  sundry  other  operations  aloft  gone 
through,  with  the  intent  of  expediting  our  progress,  the  sailors  began  to 
descend,  when,  by  some  accident  unobserved  by  any  of  us,  Lithgow 
came  down  headlong  into  the  sea.  Almost  immediately  he  rose  to  tht 
surface.  I  was  startled  by  the  cry  which  arose,  and  ran  to  where  ] 
could  get  nearest  the  poor  fellow ;  and  I  observed  him  with  his  hat  off, 
his  face  directed  to  the  ship,  and  not  twenty  yards  from  me.  I  shall 
never  forget  the  horror  depicted  in  his  countenance.  Jumping  into  the 
stern-boat  I  seized  a  coil  of  xope,  and  threw  it  towards  him.  But  the 
way  in  which  the  vessel  was  driving  rendered  this  useless,  and  we  were 
soon  away  from  him. 

"  Oh,  he  will  be  lost !''  cried  all  hands,  as  they  hurriedly  obeyed  a 
series  of  orders,  quickly  conveyed  by  captain  and  mate.  A  boat  was 
sent  out  to  pick  him  up,  if  possible  ;  but  it  could  make  little  way  in 
such  a  sea  ;  in  fact,  it  could  with  difficulty  live.  But  the  life  of  a  mess 
mate  was  at  stake  I — and  who  would  not  have  dared  anything  !  He 
was  still  to  be  seen  !  '  At  length  he  disappeared — was  seen  once  moire, 
but  only  for  an  instant ;  after  which  the  blue  waves  closed  over  him  for 
ever. 

Scarcely  a  minute  after,  the  boat  arrived  at  the  place  where  he  dis 
appeared,  and  picked  up  his  hat,  which  was  floating  over  the  spot  where 
the  gallant  fellow  found  his  watery  grave.  Sadly  and  silently  his  mess 
mates  returned  from  their  unavaling  expedition  ;  and  I  do  not  think  a 
more  sorrowful  crew  ever  walked  a  deck.  For  myself,  I  felt  I  had  in 
deed  lost  a  most  estimable  frieund.  The  general  gloom  bespoke  the  same 
emotions. 

''  But  what  will  be  his  betrothed  one's  anguish  and  suffering,  when 
she  learns  her  bereavement  ?"  thought  I.  "  Alas,  poor  girl  I1' 

"  Alas,  poor  girl !''  I  heard  frequently  ejaculated  that  afternoon,  and 
often  on  future  days  as  we  neared  Shetland. 

Here  we  arrived  in  an  unusually  short  time,  after  bending  our  course 
homewards.  As  soon  as  we  got  the  brig  moored,  our  Shetland  men  pre 
pared,  I  may  say  with  heavy  hearts,  to  go  ashore.  We  had  seen  for 
some  time  the  groups  on  the  beach  and  quay,  each  expecting  some  dear 
friend  or  relative.  I  was  amongst  the  first  to  set  foot  on  land,  having 
the  charge  of  the  unfortunate  Jamie's  chest  and  watch,  which  I  was 
uaxious,  if  possible,  to  deliver  to  some  of  his  relations  without  the 
slightest  delay. 

On  landing,  I  informed  the  second  mate  where  I  was  to  be  found  ii 
I  was  wanted,  and  requested  him  to  get  the  information  I  required  con 
cerning  the  kindred  of  the  deceased.  I  had  scarcely  been  gone  half-an- 
hour  when  one  of  the  sailors  came  to  tell  me  where  the  bereaved 
mother  lived  ;  adding,  that  on  his  way  to  me  he  had  seen  Miss  Mori- 
son,  as  she  sped  to  the  liarbour,  and  that  he  believed  she  had  not  ther 


THE    REBEL    AND    THE    ROVER.  91 

learned  the  melancholy  tidings,  which  could  not,  for  rminy   minutes,    be 
kept  from  her. 

I  went  to  see  her,  guided  by  the  sailor.  When  I  entered  the  house 
into  which  she  had  been  conducted,  I  was  horrified  at  the  appearance 
of  the  beautiful  young  creature.  I  certainly  expected  to  find  her  soi 
rowful  and  weeping  bitterly  ;  but  was  not  prepared  to  find  anguish  beai 
so  hard  on  the  maiden. 

She  was  seated,  supported  by  women  on  each  side  ;  her  counten 
ance  pallid,  her  eyes  dim  and  lustreless,  her  teeth  clenched,  but  hei 
lips  apart  ;  her  limbs  rigid,  her  arms  extended  at  full  stretch,  and  hei 
fingers  grasping  at  some  imaginary  substance  ;  in  short,  in  all  the  atti 
tudes  and  conditions  of  hopeless  despair. 

She  had  not  shed  a  single  tear  ;  their  veiy  fountain  seemed,  by  one 
blighting  stroke, 'to  have  been  dried  up.  Dressed  in  handsome  mourn 
ing,  on  account  of  her  father,  the  sadness  of  the  scene  was  awful. 

She  had  hastened  to  the  shore  to  meet  her  lover — her  betrothed  one. 
He  was  not  there ;  her  anxieties  instantly  began  to  augur  the  worst  re 
sults,  especially  as  she  observed  that  his  comrades  seemed  to  avoid  her, 
at  the  same  time  that  she  perceived  they  had  mournful  eyes,  as  she  ima 
gined,  towards  her.  Her  heart  more  and  more  misgave  her.  She  saw 
i  messmate  nearer  than  the  other,  and  she  rushed  towards  him. — he 
striving,  on  perceiving  her  approach,  to  elude  the  encounter.  But  Ke 
could  not  conceal  himself,  or  get  fr.ee  from  her  ;  so,  seizing  his  arm  con 
vulsively,  she  went  to  the  great  question  which  was  near  her  heart  at 
once. 

"How is  Lithgow,  and  where  is  he1?"  she  inquired,  with  a  gasping 
utterance. 

"  I  do  not  know,"  said  the  man,  in  his  confusion,  at  the  same  time 
bursting  into  tears. 

Enough  was  told.  Overwhelmed  with  the  weight  and  depth  of  her 
anguish,  sh^sunk  down  But  the  sailor  snatching  her  up,  quickly  bore 
her  to  the  house  in  which  I  found  her. 

She  had  from  that  moment  of  her  sinking  to  the  ground  uttered  no 
sound,  but  had  remained  in  the  manner  I  saw  her,  in  all  that  stupefac 
tion  of  intense  grief.  Her  mind  was  evidently  gone,  ajid  the  once  glee 
ful  charming  girl  before  me,  had  now  but  the  semblance  of  a.  breathing 
corpse. 

1  took  her  hand  in  mine  ;  it  was  cold.  I  felt  her  pulse  ;  it  was  very 
weak  and  intermitting. 

"  She  is  dying,"  said  I.  "  How  truly  may  Lithgow  have  spoken 
when  he  told  me  he  and  his  beloved  would  soon  be  together,  not  to  be 
separated  by  a  stern  father  !" 

A  few  minutes  after,  having  given  one  convulsive  sob,  her  head  sunk 
on  her  breast.  Another  and  another  followed,  and  all  was  over.  She 
was  dead  ;  her  heart  was  broken. 

Years  have  not  been  able  to  efface  my  sorrowful  recollections  of  the 
deaths  of  Jamie  Lithgow  and  May  Morisori ;  and  even  now  trfien  I  see 
a  fond  couple  rejoicing  in  the  sweets  of  reciprocal  affection,  I  cannot 
help  remembering,  with  emotion,  the  melancholy  story  of  the  "  Sailor 
ai'd  the  Sailor's  Betrothed  " 

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Christmas    Stories, Cloth,  2.50 

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